I’d like to say that I have a really good reason for not posting in three weeks, but that would be a lie.  Actually, I had figured I’d have grad school to blame for any sporadic posting these days.  This is not really the case.  So far, my classes seem to be going well.  There’s lots of reading, to be sure, but I’ve always been a fast reader.  Not to mention it’s remarkably easier to wade through a textbook when you’re actually interested in the subject matter – something I didn’t realize as an undergrad.  Anyway, so far, so good (although we may have to revisit this topic when I actually have grades back for my first two assignments).

But that’s boring.  On to more interesting things!

S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y NIGHT!

For the first time in a really long time, I had occasion to go see the Aggies play football.  I may live in town, but honestly can’t remember the last time I went to a game.  It may have been my senior year – many, many moons ago.  More moons than I actually care to discuss.  But the opportunity presented itself, so go I did.  My sister and her boyfriend came into town too, and we had a lot of fun.  It helped that the game started at 6 p.m., so it wasn’t 385734098 billion degrees outside, which was really best for all involved.  Being hot and sweaty makes me cranky.

To me, the most awesome part of any Aggie football game is watching the band march.  Because to be honest, I have some sort of brain deficiency that prevents me from understanding how the game is played.  (Also, I do not care, which is probably most of the problem.)  But nothing – absolutely NOTHING – beats our band.  Greatest thing ever, hands down.  Makes those ridiculously expensive tickets worth every penny.

Fine, I see how it is

Today at work we were getting a pretty awesome thunderstorm courtesy of Tropical Storm Hermine, when suddenly my section’s zone proctor (yes) (don’t ask) announced that we were under a tornado warning and it was time to shelter in our designated area.  Since the last time we had a similar situation I got my ass handed to me for moving too slowly (in what is now known around the office as The Great Fire Drill Debacle of 2010) (again, do not ask), you can bet that I was the first one out of my cube and down the hall.

However, I must say:  WTF, Workplace?  Why is the designated shelter area for Zone 4 the only one without four walls and a door, not to mention the only one in FULL VIEW of the floor-to-ceiling windows that make up our building’s exterior walls?  The only conclusion I can reach is that those of us unfortunate souls zoned to this group are considered expendable by upper management.  And here I thought I was a valuable employee.

We’re so proud

I picked AE up from school this afternoon and he greeted me with Very Exciting News!

AE: Guess what?!  I lost another tooth today!

Me: That’s great!

AE: Yeah, it fell out during the tornado warning when I bit David on the butt.

Me: …

AE: [laughing hysterically]

Me: Um.  I’m not sure I really want to know, but why did you bite David on the butt?

AE: Well, we were playing this game where we were pretending to be dogs and-

Me: STOP.  JUST STOP RIGHT THERE.

AE: [laughing hysterically]

Me: So did you tell your teacher what caused you to lose a tooth?

AE: [stops laughing]  No, I figured I better leave that part out.

Me: Good call.