Monday, December 15, 2008

Adventuresome week

Well, it has been interesting to say the least. I got my grading done in two marathon days at home sitting amongst piles of notebooks and papers. I have TA's, but I can't ask them to do it all. There's just too much. The grades for my class were all very high. Next semester, I may have to toughen up a little, or take some weight off of participation and notebooks. Most people had "B's" before I added those in, and then the majority went to "A". Not a problem from the students' end, I'm sure!

I've met so many new people this week, I can't count them all. Everyone from local authorities to school district officials; Georgetown is such a nice little town, you can get to know everyone!

Debbie wrote an e-mail today. She said she had gotten a sunburn from sitting by the pool at her hotel in Addis Ababa for too long. I want to go to Addis Ababa. I just went outside, and here in Central Texas, at 9:00 p.m. there is already ice forming on the cars. I think we have been bamboozled! (Hah! I like that word.) Plus, in Addis Ababa, I know this girl...

Tomorrow is our work Secret Santa party. I need to go in tomorrow, but I suspect there will not be a lot of work done at UT in general this week. There are some people at National Instruments who want to come see me to get a quote for their corporate pamphlet though. That should be fun! I'll be published. I'm just waiting to be discovered. Of course, if it's someone reading the NI pamphlet, it's more likely I'll be discovered by someone looking for an engineer who doesn't mind working in a highly radioactive environment...on the moon. Hmm, at this point, I might take a pay cut for that job.

Well, there's news, but not much fit to print, so I guess I'll call it a night. Everyone think of/pray for/send positive vibes to (depending on your particular belief system) Debbie. I wouldn't mind some thrown my way either, and don't forget the kids (especially the kids, one in particular.)

BJ

1 comment:

Wanda said...

It is a lab course BJ, give the kids a break!

I'm going with Ann to register for classes in her new, new, new school. Hope I get through the experience without strangling somebody. Colleges are such mindless beauracracies when they want to be.

How did Debbie get the e-mail sent out? Could she do it from her hotel room or did she have to go to the embassy? Put her e-mail address in writing somewhere I can find it one more time.