|Back, and boy are my arms tired; plus, my sub-basement
||[May. 21st, 2008|09:24 pm]
Actually, they are — I hold my elbow on the car door while I drive, and after 24+ hours of driving, it gets pretty sore.|
Thanks to everyone who came out to Ron's in Tulsa to see us! We had a great time.
We also finally managed to break the news to everyone that we went ahead and got hitched on leap day this year. Surprisingly, nobody got disowned, and no harsh word were said. :)
In other news, I am busy as hell. But what else is new?
I might be applying for a new position at work. I'm giving a talk in about three weeks out in San Jose, so I'm preparing for that. I have a chapter deal in the works, so I need to finish up my outline and get to writing. I have my eternal dissertation, which I am attacking with renewed vigor.
You see, I realized that I definitely need my PhD now. I have a plan, like the Cylons. I want to have a mad scientist laboratory. I'll need a backyard to do this. It needs to have at least three, and preferably four floors: a roof/attic for the death rays, a main level to meet with other mad scientists, a basement to do all the awesome experiments, and, most importantly, a sub-basement, for all of my evil beings I will bring to life to do my bidding. You *have* to have a sub-basement. Just think about how cool that sounds: "Let's go down to the sub-basement." I'll name my master computer down there Igor. He needs to be voice-activated so that I can shout commands at him. It would be an added bonus if Igor would only respond to voice commands in languages like the Black Speech of Mordor.
I've already got the crazy mad scientist beard in the works. I also need to work on my crazy mad scientist laugh.