The Head that Felt like Death Warmed-Over...

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The main interesting feature of my life right now hasn't changed since my last autobiographical post.

I've noticed one thing about admissions offices: They never tell me where to find the money. And since they only have a dim understanding of my academic records, and none at all of my financial situation, they don't answer the only question I care to hear: Can I attend your school without a loan?

Pervinca and my brothers went down to Lake Carl Blackwell this morning to find a cell phone that went missing after last night's Boy's Brigade. Apparently she found it, because she just called us...

Perhaps I should say something about robotics. We cast two molds and finished one gear last night. Tonight we'll probably cast two more gears and two more molds. Making gears and molds is akin to baking muffins: you mix the compound according to the recipe, pour it and let it react appropriately, after sixteen minutes pull out your finished creations and let them cool--but woe is YOU if you forgot to grease the pans, if you forget to wash the cups or wear an apron!!

Yesterday and today the weather so closely resembled spring. Too bad our heads and noses still feel like it's winter!

Pervinca and boys just returned. Valete!

A blogger's guide to the latest and greatest blogs

Elai has a hilarious story on her blog. (how did you remember it all?)

And as of Sunday, the Roises have a bunch of new pictures up.

Alothe Ilisse's blog has nothing new yet, but keep your hopes high! Also, an excellent meditation on Psalm 92 can be read at her other blog, Through a Glass Darkly.

Mad Scientist 3, i.e., Tlepolemus, aka my sister, discusses the Cleaning Bug on her blog. Don't ask!

The Shotsnaps lady has had her baby (as of yesterday--that's her husband's blog). Her actual blog, of course, has been temporarily abandoned, but in case you haven't read the latest entry, take a minute and skip on over!

Daisy Baggins has a bit on the robotics thing. It's been keeping me busy, which is why I haven't written about it, so cheer her on for her diligent blogging! ("diligent" comes from the Latin verb "to love," interestingly enough...)

And we won't mention all those well-meaning bloggers whose faces have not haunted blogdom for many a day and week (the Shadow, for instance, hasn't posted since Valentine's Day; the Mad Scientist 4 meanwhile gives him some stiff competition...)

But far and above the Shadow, surpassing the Mad Scientists in tardiness and neglect, stands Annie Laurie of the Emerald Sea, who, though claiming to be a regular blogger (not everyone does), has not posted since the thirteenth of February!

But I just updated. HA.

You say you walk on water? I'm not impressed...

A book you should read: "Hiroshima," by John Hersey. If you haven't already. I had to read the first chapter for rhetoric class awhile ago.

So here's the latest laugh from my place. I'm about to pitch it, actually, because it is a recruiting letter from Southern Methodist University. (warning bell number one: it calls itself Methodist, which is actually synonymous with liberal)

I haven't bothered to actually read the letter, but here's the gist: The first paragraph is designed to almost promise me some sort of lofty merit scholarship (but not quite, of course). The second paragraph describes the benefits thereof:

(and I quote)

Presidents and Hunt Leadership Scholars receive full tuition or the equivalent, plus study abroad as part of their award. They also have the opportunity to hear and meet speakers on our Tate Lecture Series, which in recent years have brought to campus [--GET READY!--] Al Gore, Bob Dole, Barbara Walters, Archbishop Desmond Tutu, Mikhail Gorbachev, Tavis Smiley, John Irving, and many others...

(Begging the question, Mr. Provost Sir: HOW can a university take itself seriously, and still put Al Gore at the head of their highly respectable Tate Lecture Hit Parade? HOW can your secretary be so grammatically inept as to put a singular subject, "Series," with a plural verb, "have"? How, How, How?)

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If you don't have a sarcastic sense of humor, this probably won't make you laugh. But I LAUGHED!

Have another smiley face, and happy thirteenth!

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Now, it's February. . .

In nine minutes I'll be heading into Writer's Workshop class with my sister (Ruby), but I actually have a bit of time before then.

A few prayer requests are forthcoming from TPS:

~My former government teacher's wife, MrsF, is dying of brain cancer, and has just been switched to hospice care. She is in extreme pain, cannot move, but is (as far as I know) still fully conscious. Pray for her and also (especially) MrF, who is under tremendous emotional stress at the moment and has a job or three to keep up. Also pray for their kids--a daughter in college, son in highschool. The F's are members of their local PCA church, as far as I know are great Christian people.

~The Potter's School's Thailand trip just got back a couple days ago, and the kids (as usual) have much to ponder after building friendships with missions families from East Asia and spending a week with them and their children. Pray for good fruit, and pray for the families themselves. (one of their major dilemmas is how to educate their children in a highly compromised situation. Pray for them to have wisdom.)
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Asleep in the mud, he dreamed himself awake on a pedestal.