Thank you presidents . . .
. . . for this day off. I sorely needed it.
I spent the better part of my afternoon hanging out at the Honda dealer. One of the headlights of our Civic Hybrid went out and I figured I may as well get the oil changed. Usually oil changes don't take that long, right? Well I waited. And waited. And waited. Smartly, I brought my school bag, so I finished all my grading and I even balanced two checkbooks. Three hours later, when I had nothing left to do, I wandered up to the counter and asked what was going on. Turns out they had forgotten about me. The service did in fact only take an hour as I suspected, but the extra two hours I waited in the waiting room was absolutely because they forgot to call for me in the waiting room.
Anyway, the good out of all this was the fact that I finished all my work and they wound up waiving the charge for the service.
That was the extent of my day. How was your day?
My kid has a cold. He's been miserable and therefore, we've been miserable. I woke up in the middle of the night a few times because he was screaming.
They don't fake colds, these kids.
We've got this big blue suction bulb for sucking snot out of his nostrils. He sees me coming with that thing and he screams at me. I am the bad guy. I am the boogie man with the suction bulb--a big fat blue turkey baster. . .
The deadline for A Face to Meet the Faces has passed. Thanks to all who submitted work. Stacey and I will be reading through these submissions for some time, so please be patient with us. We have over 600 submissions.
I'm setting up readings in Los Angeles at the moment. Very strange to be heading back there after spending so much of my rascally biology days down there.