I'm not usually in favor of shame as a tool for enforcing societal standards, but I can see where it might be useful in minimizing a tragedy of the commons type of problem. I'll have to think about that.

They are not saying the shame is part of it, but apparently there are big signs that come with the fine.

I'm in NYC. The meter in the taxi is broken, so you can guess how well that's working out for me.

I have an official interview scheduled on Thursday for the Dublin position. I'll have to inform my manager. And I'm glad I packed a dress, even if it'll be a VC.

I am listening to This American Life, and they are playing the recording of Eric Miller, a young man who died in police custody from asthma in Milwaukee.

In the background of the audio, Panic at the Disco's Ballad of Mona Lisa is playing very very softly. It is really weird-- were they playing it in the police car? I wouldn't have recognized it, except Brendon's voice is very recognizable, and it kind of cuts through.

Go shrift!

I almost hate when people shovel their walks, because what was something with terrain you could work with becomes a Zamboni'd skating rink. They'll leave a half inch of snow that's going to freeze over instead of breaking through to the pavement that can collect sunshine and start melting the surroundings.

It's a fine line, and I have realized how many factors there are! My front walk by the driveway gets a little sun and is also on a slope, so no matter what we do, it turns into an ice sheet. A little further along, it gets less sun and the yard soaks up the melt (I guess), so it's easier to keep clear. Also the texture of the sidewalk varies and can make it harder to get the ice up, once it's formed. I have learned A LOT this month!

I am grateful this winter has seen less snow than past years. Also, I started parking in a base lot on campus, again, because of people who didn't, or didn't properly, shovel their sidewalks. In one day, I slipped on sidewalks three times. I didn't throw my back out that day, but a week later it gave up and I ended up having 6 weeks of PT to partially fix it. It's still not very strong, the least sideways twist threatens to put it out of joint. I can't say the parking lot is much better than many of the sidewalks due to melt and refreeze, but it's a shorter distance to walk and the university is liable.

Home owners, here, have 24 after the snow ends to shovel or it's a $200 fine (ask my daughter.) However, if it's snowing straight for a couple of days, that means they can let it build up without doing anything. That's why I finally gave up on walking to work.

I moved offices and now I have a window. The orb!

Could not wake up this morning...even went to sleep earlier than usual. Normally it isn't a big deal but I committed to coming into the office today so once I did drag my butt out of bed it was shower, get dressed, eat something, pack up, drive to the office and ta-da...start 2 hours later than usual.

But I'm here. And ready for a nap. This sick thing hasn't let go yet. I have a lunch meeting and then a performance review meeting, and then I can escape.

A year ago, I bought some very wide legged pants, I think they're called palazzo pants. They're slightly long and I've never bothered getting them hemmed. We're all doing business-casual this week due to visiting customers, so I pulled the pants out and wore some slightly higher shoes to compensate for length.

Why have I never wore this style of pant before! They're so comfy! My fat legs don't get squeezed and they flow so nicely! Must own more! And relearn how to hem things.