Friday, November 11, 2005
Parents' Weekend has begun
Yup, that's right. So we have an influx of food, I now have heat thanks to my dad pulling out the desk and turning the knob, and I have light thanks to his bringing pliers and unscrewing the screws to take off the light cover. I didn't know that there were two bulbs in there and one had apparently just burned out long ago and no one bothered replacing it, because now it's even brighter than it ever was before.
Also, I have an influx of the various items I was missing, such as all my papers and transparencies from SMALL. Amazing that I got through the first three months without them, isn't it?
Now I have the pictures that I took at the gathering in Colorado. I took some really nice pictures. I am really impressed with myself. You should really look at them. You will find them here. Most of them, the people aren't looking, because that's the best kind of picture. Here are just a couple.
"And then we hit the rock! Ha! And she still goes out on the boat!"
Aunt Verna and my grandma. They are sisters.
This isn't a great picture, but my mother likes it, so I'm putting it up. At least I didn't put up a picture of her. She didn't like her hair that day, so she probably wouldn't want it ALL over the internet. Because my blog is ALL OVER the Internet.
"Oh, my! My, my, my what a quilt! Good gracious me, oh!"
Valerie's parents claim to really like my blog. I'm glad. At least someone reads it. Unfortunately, they don't care about the pictures of my grandma's 90th birthday party. In fact, I'm probably the only one who cares that the pictures of my grandma's 90th birthday party are really awesome and amazing, except for the people who were there who now have awesome amazing pictures of themselves, and none of them are reading this. But that's all right; blogs are for navel-gazing anyway.
Also, I have an influx of the various items I was missing, such as all my papers and transparencies from SMALL. Amazing that I got through the first three months without them, isn't it?
Now I have the pictures that I took at the gathering in Colorado. I took some really nice pictures. I am really impressed with myself. You should really look at them. You will find them here. Most of them, the people aren't looking, because that's the best kind of picture. Here are just a couple.
"And then we hit the rock! Ha! And she still goes out on the boat!"
Aunt Verna and my grandma. They are sisters.
This isn't a great picture, but my mother likes it, so I'm putting it up. At least I didn't put up a picture of her. She didn't like her hair that day, so she probably wouldn't want it ALL over the internet. Because my blog is ALL OVER the Internet.
"Oh, my! My, my, my what a quilt! Good gracious me, oh!"
Valerie's parents claim to really like my blog. I'm glad. At least someone reads it. Unfortunately, they don't care about the pictures of my grandma's 90th birthday party. In fact, I'm probably the only one who cares that the pictures of my grandma's 90th birthday party are really awesome and amazing, except for the people who were there who now have awesome amazing pictures of themselves, and none of them are reading this. But that's all right; blogs are for navel-gazing anyway.
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
We had exams
That's right, the science (marine ecology and oceanography) midterms were this morning. Why so late in the semester? When you go on three field seminars, the middle of your semester turns out to be in the middle of November. Neat, huh.
Our next thing, which is a draft of our history research paper, is not due until next Thursday, so except for reading, we have nothing due until then. So today I made food. I made chocolate chip biscottis dipped in chocolate, and apple-rice-grape-raisin-yogurt chicken salad. They were good.
Valerie went to Maine. We miss you, Valerie. And you missed some good food.
My light bulb burned out. I stood on a chair and turned the covering part to the left, and I turned it to the right (lefty loosie righty tighty depends if you assume they were looking at it from the top or from the bottom) and both directions turn and neither makes it come off. So maybe I have to undo the screws. That would be really annoying. I realized I have this wall sconce tiny lamp thingy that I have never really turned on before. It is not what I would call a good reading lamp, but it is better than nothing. That's the glory of a blog, you can talk about when your light burns out. It's dark in my room, though, and cold, because I haven't figured out how to turn on my baseboard heating. The whole rest of the house is heated with radiators and my room has no radiators. It has this baseboard without a front part, so you can see inside to the heating elements. And it has no on/off switch. So it's cold and dark. But only in my room.
Only three days left until I get this really awesome camera. I can't wait.
Only two weeks until Thanksgiving! Thanksgiving is going to be a lot of fun. I got Ronit to agree to run the Turkey Trot with me. It is at 8:30 in the morning on Thanksgiving. We shall see how it goes.
We had boat handling again yesterday. Julie and I were once again command in a JY-15 with JY-14 sails. This time we sailed down to the drawbridge and then went back and forth from the seaport to the drawbridge to the seaport, etc. This is because there were 10-knot winds in the estuary by the YTB. Oh no, 10-knot winds! This is the problem with having different teachers on Mondays than on Wednesdays. Last week Julie and I took out the same boat with the same sails in sustained 16-knot winds, and we were fine. Sailing in sustained 10-knot winds would have been much better than slowly going back and forth in the channel with every so often a puff. The wind changes way too much over there, because there are buildings that alternately block and change the direction of the wind. But at least I did not get wet. It was a beautiful day for sailing.
Oh, and I finally punched it in: Mystic and Williamstown are 112 miles apart. Funny how it takes like eight hours to get there. And it is 286 miles to Deer Isle, which also takes about eight hours. Funny.
Our next thing, which is a draft of our history research paper, is not due until next Thursday, so except for reading, we have nothing due until then. So today I made food. I made chocolate chip biscottis dipped in chocolate, and apple-rice-grape-raisin-yogurt chicken salad. They were good.
Valerie went to Maine. We miss you, Valerie. And you missed some good food.
My light bulb burned out. I stood on a chair and turned the covering part to the left, and I turned it to the right (lefty loosie righty tighty depends if you assume they were looking at it from the top or from the bottom) and both directions turn and neither makes it come off. So maybe I have to undo the screws. That would be really annoying. I realized I have this wall sconce tiny lamp thingy that I have never really turned on before. It is not what I would call a good reading lamp, but it is better than nothing. That's the glory of a blog, you can talk about when your light burns out. It's dark in my room, though, and cold, because I haven't figured out how to turn on my baseboard heating. The whole rest of the house is heated with radiators and my room has no radiators. It has this baseboard without a front part, so you can see inside to the heating elements. And it has no on/off switch. So it's cold and dark. But only in my room.
Only three days left until I get this really awesome camera. I can't wait.
Only two weeks until Thanksgiving! Thanksgiving is going to be a lot of fun. I got Ronit to agree to run the Turkey Trot with me. It is at 8:30 in the morning on Thanksgiving. We shall see how it goes.
We had boat handling again yesterday. Julie and I were once again command in a JY-15 with JY-14 sails. This time we sailed down to the drawbridge and then went back and forth from the seaport to the drawbridge to the seaport, etc. This is because there were 10-knot winds in the estuary by the YTB. Oh no, 10-knot winds! This is the problem with having different teachers on Mondays than on Wednesdays. Last week Julie and I took out the same boat with the same sails in sustained 16-knot winds, and we were fine. Sailing in sustained 10-knot winds would have been much better than slowly going back and forth in the channel with every so often a puff. The wind changes way too much over there, because there are buildings that alternately block and change the direction of the wind. But at least I did not get wet. It was a beautiful day for sailing.
Oh, and I finally punched it in: Mystic and Williamstown are 112 miles apart. Funny how it takes like eight hours to get there. And it is 286 miles to Deer Isle, which also takes about eight hours. Funny.
Sunday, November 06, 2005
Digging holes
This morning I got up at 5:15 to go to the beach with Hilary, Lisa, Ashley, and Hilary's friend to dig holes in the sand for Hilary's science project. The hole I dug was more than a meter deep and about half a meter across, so it was difficult to get the sand out at the end since the shovel had to be almost vertical to get the the bottom. But we dug them down to where the water was, and she got the temperature and salinity of the water in the bottom, so that was good.
This afternoon I ran the Tarzan Brown race on the River Road. It was 5.5 miles, and I started out with a pace of 8:15 and sped up so that I finished in 44:06, precisely 8:01 pace. That's all right with me, considering that I have only run more than four miles once in the past six months or so. I started out about 2/3 of the way back in the pack at the starting line, so I was passing lots of people for the first half or so of the race. But that's sort of fun. I don't think I placed in any measurable way, though.
Now I have to study for my oceanography exam.
This afternoon I ran the Tarzan Brown race on the River Road. It was 5.5 miles, and I started out with a pace of 8:15 and sped up so that I finished in 44:06, precisely 8:01 pace. That's all right with me, considering that I have only run more than four miles once in the past six months or so. I started out about 2/3 of the way back in the pack at the starting line, so I was passing lots of people for the first half or so of the race. But that's sort of fun. I don't think I placed in any measurable way, though.
Now I have to study for my oceanography exam.
