New Drink

I came up with a great name for a new drink: The Harvey Muddslide. It's a combination of a Harvey Wallbanger and a Mudslide, yet named after Harvey Mudd College. Hey, I said it was a great name, not a great drink.

I refuse to Google to find out if someone thought of this first. Do not burst my bubble.

My Most Random Dream Yet?

I may have had my most random dream yet: I was a seat filler for the Golden Globes. My dreams usually have much more mundane locales--at school or at my parent's house or at a friend's house.

Just Another Thanksgiving

We're having leftover lasagna and pumpkin log for our Thanksgiving (not Thanksgiving Observed) meal. We didn't watch the parade today either. Or football. Just doing some grading, writing cover letters, and trying to find the cat, who did have enough sense to come home when it started to rain.

Still, this Thanksgiving is better than last year's when Dad had thyroid surgery and had to stay in the hospital an extra night because of complications.

And, it's better than Grandma's Thanksgiving. She was having squirrel. She had some bones she wanted to cook, but she thinks my cousin Jamie took them and gave them to the dogs. Imagine: someone thinking your Thanksgiving dinner was meant for the dogs.

Doesn't Feel Like Thanksgiving

Since Dad works on Thursday, we had our Thanksgiving meal yesterday. In the morning, Dad asked why we weren't watching the parade. We were surprised to see Brian Williams anchoring the Nightly News on Thanksgiving. There weren't any Wizard of Oz marathons on TV. Mom didn't make any special desserts either. Everything seemed just a bit off.

My Cure for the Hiccups

Andy (and others) hate this, but when someone has the hiccups, I scare them out of it. Today, during my office hours, I was helping some students. While I helped one student, another kept hiccuping. So, I jumped at her (with my pen dangerously close to her eye) and said, "Boo!" Got rid of her hiccups. Might have scared a few of the other students in the process.

International Space Station Up Close

Pictures of the ISS

In Sweden

I'm in Sweden! I had a long layover in Heathrow Airport-my first time to England!

The trip was ever-so-exciting because on the plane I ran into Jason D, who graduated from Gettysburg a year ahead of me. It was one of those times where I kind of hovered for a little while as I walked back the airplane and then I tried, "Jason?" When he turned and looked, then I knew it was Jason. I love when those chance things happen. That's why I keep my eyes open for such opportunities.

So far, Jessie and I have mostly just done a lot of riding the bus. She made fun of me when I said, "I don't know where we are with respect to Sweden." She said, "In it. That's where we are." Turns out, we're in Southern Sweden (in Trollhattan), if you're wondering.

We ate at a nice little restaurant around the corner. We also found a candy/video store that had salted licorice and pastel Swedish fish.

We're watching a little Swedish TV. What's up with all the cooking shows? (hahahahahaha)