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Tuesday, January 12th, 2010 09:34 am1. Steve has caught a nasty cold and is home sick today. While this is the better part of valor, it's also a measure of just how badly he feels. *worries*
2. I'm wearing three shirts (including my thickest flannel shirt), heavy jeans and ski socks and I'm still freezing up here in the attic office. Time to run a couple laps up and down the hall, I guess. Fleece. I need more fleece.
3. Apparently the campus has been invaded by Clan Corvus. My usual walk from the parking lot to the above-referenced attic office follows a winding path around the art museum and through a pleasant little park occupied by oak trees and old pine, which house the Fattest Squirrels in the State of Maine. Yesterday morning, the snow cover in the park was littered with twigs, broken branches, acorns and pine cones; the pathway carpeted with pine needles, and stained with a really disgusting amount of guano. Two of my co-workers, who leave later in the day that I do, told me that their evening walk to the parking lot was made dangerous by the hundreds and hundreds of crows in the trees in the park and around the adjacent dorms. I had thought that crows always returned to their same territory to roost for the night, so I'm wondering where they got kicked out of. I suppose the grounds folks will have to evict them before the majority of students come back for spring session.
4. A former proponent of "information-wants-to-be-free" rethinks his position.
5. So, who's read the Saltation eArc? Show of hands only, please -- no spoilers.
2. I'm wearing three shirts (including my thickest flannel shirt), heavy jeans and ski socks and I'm still freezing up here in the attic office. Time to run a couple laps up and down the hall, I guess. Fleece. I need more fleece.
3. Apparently the campus has been invaded by Clan Corvus. My usual walk from the parking lot to the above-referenced attic office follows a winding path around the art museum and through a pleasant little park occupied by oak trees and old pine, which house the Fattest Squirrels in the State of Maine. Yesterday morning, the snow cover in the park was littered with twigs, broken branches, acorns and pine cones; the pathway carpeted with pine needles, and stained with a really disgusting amount of guano. Two of my co-workers, who leave later in the day that I do, told me that their evening walk to the parking lot was made dangerous by the hundreds and hundreds of crows in the trees in the park and around the adjacent dorms. I had thought that crows always returned to their same territory to roost for the night, so I'm wondering where they got kicked out of. I suppose the grounds folks will have to evict them before the majority of students come back for spring session.
4. A former proponent of "information-wants-to-be-free" rethinks his position.
5. So, who's read the Saltation eArc? Show of hands only, please -- no spoilers.
