I feel nastily vindicated. My Nemesis is so adept at deleting email (she thinks this hides the evidence of what she's done/not done) that she deleted the files I sent her two weeks ago that she needs to prepare something.

And yesterday I forwarded her a request from a client asking what the status was of the task she was doing. Except she doesn't have the files, because she deleted them (or she's too incompetent to search her inbox), and she's apparently too embarrassed to ask me.

I very kindly re-forwarded the original email with the attached files. Because I'm nice like that.

MERF.

Here is some fun if you like thought experiments: [link]

It has a nice illustration of the Monty Hall problem, and a bunch of others. Be warned that you need to be very literal in your reading -- there's one where I got tripped up when I forgot a point that had been stressed. (So I learned that I don't pay enough attention to instructions, at least.)

I'm about to have a rage blackout. [link]

I very kindly re-forwarded the original email with the attached files. Because I'm nice like that.

I hope you copied the appropriate people in.

I'm about to have a rage blackout.

Right there with you. What a douchnozzle.

I've thought he was a jerk since he talked about "Jews wanting to help the underdog" in a tone I might use for projectile vomiting. Asshole.

I'm ashamed to live in the state that he's from.

Hell, I'm ashamed to be the same species that he's from.

Don't worry about it. I'm from Arizona. The Grand Canyon of Shame State.

Sox, what's the news about my cousin? Tell me!

I have a tentative interview tomorrow with channel 7 about Sassafras (and the evil calls). DH is in Switzerland so I have to do this one alone. So. Far. Out. Of. My. Comfort. Zone.

Also, Perkins: Penny and Mary H. say, "Hi!"

Argh. In Stupid Human Tricks news, Sara's bus has all year driven past the local Planned Parenthood, where at least twice a week abortion protesters are outside with signs (some of them graphic). Made for some hard questions to answer, but the bus routes are pretty concrete (or so I thought) and some of them are dictated by how old the borough is, and which streets the buses can actually get down safely.

They got a new bus driver a few weeks back. She's started taking different routes and arriving at the bus stop from three directions, depending on her mood, but whatever. She's there on time, more or less, and there are only three or so weeks left of school.

Today, parents are gathered at the stop for the afternoon pickup, and the bus doesn't show. Minutes go by, two moms are on their cells to the school, when down the street come the kids, the oldest only in third grade, and one of them in kindergarten.

The bus driver let them out a block away, on the wrong side of the street (SO THEY HAD TO CROSS ON THEIR OWN), with not one parent there.

Apparently parent phone calls about the protesters only made a difference *now*, with a fraction of the the year left, and the new bus driver jumped the gun, since not one of the families was informed about this yet. Not to mention that she picked them up at the regular stop this morning.

I've already called the school, and I'm still vibrating with rage.