Rumblings from an empty head.

First, I got Picasa to run...a little squirrelly, but it ran.

Second, ten and a half hours of actual in-class contact hours of teaching in one day is a lot.  I think my brain is melting.

Third, I am freezing.

Fourth, I want to start taking more pictures again, I am boring myself!  All I have are those weird, hopeless and bizarre photos that people take of their renovations....

Fifth, Youngest's cold seems to have lasted for all of one day.  Sweet to be so young, no?

Sixth, I have just discovered that I am staring vacantly into the middle distance, so maybe this terrifically boring post should end.

I am combing through my day trying to find anything I could say that would be remotely amusing...

OH!

I was re-translating a speech for someone, and in Catalan you can say that you have been brought together  at a meeting or conference "by the hand of someone".  However they way they had it written it sounded terrible.  You see, the someone around whom the conference is focused is actually dead...has been for a while, so as I read that the hand of this person had brought them together, it sounds all very slasher flick-ish---this tattered gruesome hand spilling putrid flesh pushing people all together into the same place...

Maybe I am not describing it well, but I laughed pretty hard about it at the time....

What I must say in Catalan from time to time!