[meme] High Fidelity

Which John Cusack Are You?
I admit I cheated a little: for blackwingedboy's amusement, I pretended that all references to vinyl were references to Grant Morrison or the Silver Age.
quiz via llcoolray

easy as sunday morning

Sunday was lovely. D and I stayed in all day -- we got up late, and I spent most of the morning on the internet. D. made pancakes with homemade applesauce, and I browsed the web. I worked on a post I've got brewing that may eventually make it into chr0me_kitten's Molly, and eventually I got around to getting to work.

D. did too, and we spent most of our afternoon sitting at the dining room table in her house together, she working on plays and I on software. I sometimes talk to myself while coding (I don't always notice) and by dinnertime, we were cracking each other up with refrains of "dammit, E---" which was my refrain for the afternoon. A certain E---'s software maintenance practices leave something to be desired, and I'm cleaning up after him a lot. But it made D. laugh because I kept saying it.

We decided to go out to dinner, but had a pleasureable detour in the midst of getting out of pajamas and into outdoor clothes. We went out to a big Mexican dinner, and rolled ourselves home afterwards, where I went back to work (fixed E---'s problems! yay!) and she finished her work reading the student plays as well.

D's roommate W came home, and for the first time in weeks, all her roommates were in the house. She and I watched another episode of the really-quite-impressive Cowboy Bebop, and went to bed.

(no subject)

Hey beckyb and the other faculty who read this, you might be interested in a paper mentioned on WorldChanging: "Teaching Societal and Ethical Implications of Nanotechnology to Engineering Students through Science Fiction".

They had them read Neal Stephenson, among others. (the WorldChanging reviewer also suggests Linda Nagata, which I agree with.)

Also, Gratuitous Icon Post thanks to chr0me_kitten!

emergencies

working late, and there's an emergency phone call to the lab: somebody's dad in India has had an emergency, and they're trying to reach him.

they do this through the network of Indian grad students -- the guy calling up from the lab downstairs has never met A, and I don't know what to do except give them his cell phone number. (beckyb, this is not the A currently in the Bay Area, don't worry.)

First, though, I asked them for a call-back number, and left a message on A's cell phone, with the numbers. Then I got a call from someone in India, with the message to contact his family right away. I gave up on the privacy precautions, and shared his cell phone number with the poor guy. I hope that I haven't just given away A's phone number to a very clever bill-collection agency. But I also hope that the emergency isn't as dire as it sounds.

I'm going to leave....