Another Turkey Day in the books. This year we honored the time-tested family tradition of doing manual labor, eating till we hurt, and discussing medical procedures in gory detail over dessert. It was fun.
Because I sort of let the month slip by, I thought I’d give the short-hand version of my month for everyone.
I’ve been a bundle of nerves for the last few weeks. I took my comprehensive examination for my graduate program a few weeks ago. It was a weekend long essay test. I had heard horror stories about it but couldn’t really devote time to thinking about that. The weekend came and I made nearly every mistake possible as a test taker. Turned it in and prayed. Then waited for my results. I saw a friend on Facebook post that they had passed and it took a full minute to remember we are in the same program. So I rushed out to my school email…
Oh dear. So I started my last semester of grad school (for the third but really the last time). I haven’t taken regular classes in a while and it’s a bit of a transition. I have web development and makerspaces this semester. It should be an adventure.
Hello, dear, sweet, innocent reader. As you are likely aware, I am usually trying to do way too much. Which is why, over the past few years and months, have been thinking about starting a podcast. It really won’t be a soon thing but I think I may have an actual plan on what I want to do. Which means I am, at the very least, on a path towards getting started.
So I saw Pixels a couple of years ago and forgot I wrote this blog post. I find it hilarious and wanted to share it even though it’s an old entry.
So, a couple friends of mine wanted to see Pixels (they love watching bad movies–think Iron Sky). I was slightly hung over and thought, “what the hell?” But Hell was all too correct of a term for the film.
In case Peter Dinklage’s eyes weren’t screaming “WHY?!” loud enough in every shot.