Party

So, broadcasting this on the interweb may not be the smartest thing to do, what with anybody being able to see it, but whatever. Nobody reads my blog anyway. We're having a party Saturday night. If you read this blog regularly, and will be a reasonable distance from our place this weekend, you should come. This may be the last party we have at this house.

Yes, but are they networked

If you watched Minority Report and noticed the technological flaws instead of the plot, you may find this funny. Too bad I used my only good(?) joke about this in the title.

A Room with a View

Saturday morning I went to the Humane Society facility in Rockville to help build benches, mulch the area around some sidewalks, and do whatever else they needed done. It was for the community service project Jeremy needs in order to get his eagle badge. This is probably the first scout function I have been to in quite a while. I think the last time I did something with my old troop was when Tim and Kevin and I rode along with them for a while when they biked the C&O cannal a couple years ago. Before that your guess is about as good as mine. Saturday was a nice day to spend outside: a clear sky but not too hot, so I didn't notice the amount of sun I was getting. Since I was looking down most of the time, the back of my neck got a nice red hue by the end of the day. When I got back home I tried to combat it by sitting outside with no shirt on for a while, and it's starting to even out. The last thing I want is to have a beat-red neck and pasty white abdomen. I think I'm going to spend a lot of my weekends outside since I spend most of my time during the week inside an office with no windows.

Speaking of my office with no windows; I spoke with one of my bosses the other day and I will be staying on with the Department of Astronomy another year. Next year I am going to take classes that I hope will help me figure out what I should do about grad school. My current feeling is that I should go for meteorology, but not broadcast meteorology; I don't want to be a weatherman. As far as teaching, you all have made yourselves very clear as to your faith in my teaching ability, and it has finally sunk in. I would be a horrible teacher, so I have scrapped those plans. I may take another linguistics class, but I'm not sure I would be cut out to do that for grad school. I could see it being a hoby, but I can't see myself going for a career in it. Staring at clouds, on the other hand, would be an excelent way to fill both of my job requirements of 1) getting paid and 2) staring at clouds all day. I could do that now, if only my office had a window.

Alcoholistic Medicine

What a week. So many people died, and the only one I really cared about was Mitch Hedberg. The rest really didn't effect me. As far as the Pope goes, I'm betting that, like all U.S. Presidents, he will be another white Christian male. OK, so the Christian part is excusable.

I'm turning into an alcoholic, but at least I'm surrounded by friends whose drinking problems make mine look less raging. I've been to a bar 3 times in the past week. The same bar, too, so I'm a boring alcoholic. Wednesday we went to Santa Fe for cheap Yuengling and buffalo wings, but they were all out of buffalo wings so really it was just for the cheap beer. I met up with Laura from my art class there, and she seemed to get along well with all my friends, so that's cool. Friday night Karen, Nina, Paul and I all went to Santa Fe because we had nothing else to do. Then Saturday night after we got dinner Laura and I went to Santa Fe again with a bunch of her friends. I'm starting to recognize waiters there. Is that a bad thing? Also, Tuesday night Tim and I bottled the beer we're making (an Irish stout), so that should be ready for consumption tomorrow. At least some studies support the claim that drinking in moderation is good for you. I didn't get shitfaced any of the times at the bar, so really I'm just drinking for my health.

Sunday afternoon I went home to hang out with Jeremy for a while, then when our parents got back from NJ we went out to Red Lobster. I'd never been to a Red Lobster before and probably won't ever go again. The food wasn't horrible, but it wasn't particularly good either.

I've started lifting weights at the gym on campus, and it is pathetic. The first time I went I could hardly lift anything. I blame that on running since it purportedly decreases muscle mass. I couldn't even lift what I usually start out with after having not exercised in a while. I've gone a couple more times since then, once with Jeremy, and he can definitely lift more than I can. I'm still not worried about our post graduation brawl, but I am going to have to prepare for this. He's benching a good 40 pounds over me. I'm beginning to notice a slight difference in strength, and I think that within a month I should have caught up with him. I just need to stop running so much and maybe swim or something. I tried swimming Saturday morning, and did a 250 before deciding to quit. Anna, what do you know about combining swimming with weight training?