acceleration

A ballgame in Portland Maine.

Stuffing all my belongings into two bags.

Five hours of sleep.

An hour drive to Manchester.

Two flights and then home.

Six days later, to Portland Oregon.

Home three days.

Back again to New Hampshire.

that's my senator

toasty

It's a shame the beach is so disgusting, as the cold ocean would feel great right now.

lame update

I'll have more on Hampton Beach later, but for now, content yourselves with a new Six Pictures.

mop fight!

Awesome news story of the day from the Salt Lake Tribune (where the headline writer deserves a raise):

Dueling mops: Driver hits pedestrian, janitorial thrust-and-parry ensues
PROVO - Police here arrested a man after he hit a pedestrian and then attacked the victim with a mop.
Provo Police Capt. Cliff Argyle said the driver hit the pedestrian with his vehicle about 2:30 p.m. in a crosswalk at 50 East Center Street.
When the driver stopped, angry words were exchanged and the driver got out of his vehicle, grabbed a mop from the pedestrian's mop bucket and started to strike the pedestrian.
The pedestrian grabbed another mop to defend himself. He was shoved over a planter box and fell on his back.

takes some getting used to

Work days that end at 4:30 are a novelty and take some getting used to. What am I going to do with all this free time? Eat lobster.

i work with idiots

Overheard at work:

My wife asked "which is more important, your family or your students?" and I replied, "my students." Wrong answer.

You think?

the sopranos

That's how it ends?!?

you're welcome, i guess

Because I foolishly forgot to feed a meter while running an errand for work in Hartford, I got a parking ticket. After paying it online, the city thanked me for my patronage. Despite their courtesy, I don't plan on patronizing them again.

professional development

Training on a new information management platform quickly devolved into internet night at the senior center. With most of our workforce older than 50, computer skills were scarce.

As colleagues struggled to grasp the difference between right and left clicking the situation devolved. Bewildered seniors who’d lost their way on the web on the web began shouting and waving their arms for help. Incontinence reigned and at least one staffer wandered off without his pants, never to be seen again.*

With extensive web skills honed during years of gainful employment I successfully completed training. Perhaps it was because of my adroit note taking:

*this last part may not have happened.

30 hours in Minneapolis

Rising before the sun in Charleston, I boarded two planes to eventually arrive home, albeit briefly. Before heading back out into the world of disasters, this time for Connecticut, I've a full agenda:

• Sort through a month's ignored mail
  
• Attend a BBQ
  
• Wash all my clothes
  
• Clean up a little
  
• Do something about my lawn

As to the last point, does anyone have a lawnmower? Or a machete?

homeward bound?

Though I've been preparing all week to be redeployed to New England, the orders haven't come in yet, so now I prepare to head home. Doubtless the moment my plane lands in Minneapolis I'll be deployed elsewhere.

At least I'll rack up more frequent flyer miles that way.

it's the most wonderful time of the year

Happy Hurricane Season 2007!