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To try and get myself back into listing books I've read--if for no other reason than when I do New Year's (s'?) memes I can bloody remember what books came in a given year--I'm going to try to top-post-on-the-LJ-thing. (Also, considering that I disabled public access to my personal university site when I started teaching, and I'm not planning on resetting it since I'll be moving on anyway. Some of that stuff will end up...somewhere. Sometime. Eventually.) Let's see how long this lasts! ( Reading List, hopefully with capsule reviews ) 2 comments | post a comment
In a word, fuck. I was going to say it's a good thing I'm not moving to a coastal city, because all that water has to go someplace when the gorramn polar cap melts, but I'm actually just hoping that the rise in sea level doesn't go that far up the Columbia River, to which I *am* moving. People suck. I'm moving to
Man, I am such an LJ-slacker. But even though I really, really should be working on "lecture" outlines for science camp classes, I worked too hard today to think about that right now. I'll try to put in some more time when I've done this entry and had dinner Last weekend was pretty much my vacation for the summer. I flew to Idaho Falls on Friday [1] and my parents and I drove the 5th wheel up to camp in Gardiner, Montana, just outside the north entrance to Yellowstone National Park. Saturday we tooled around Yellowstone. It's been a while since I've been in YNP--living nearby, once we'd been to all the touristy places (Old Faithful, Mammoth Hot Springs, Paint Pots) we didn't go much. Not sure why, though I don't mind missing the crowds [2]. I like Grand Teton National Park better, though. Still, it was nice to refresh my mental image. Mammoth is still kind of depressing, with how dried-up it has become; not sure if it'll ever come back. It's possible that during/because of the drought, the outlets got clogged up. However, thanks to the extremely long and cool spring we've been having here in the West--there was snow in the area just two weeks ago--everything in the park (and southeastern Idaho, too) was really green and extraordinarily beautiful [3]. I almost found myself missing the landscape. (Sagebrush, however, is still boring.) I'm too lazy at the moment, but I'll try to get some photos up in a subsequent post. I'm really happy that so many of my friends from grad school took the opportunity to visit YNP while they were over there--I do have a bit of local pride!--and that it was so lovely for them! We saw plenty of bears (daddy didn't think he'd ever seen so many in one day) [4], and elk, and bison, plus mountain goats, mountain (bighorn) sheep, (pronghorn) antelope, deer, a really cute marmot, osprey, bald eagles (including one in a nest), red-winged blackbirds (which are everywhere in southeastern ID). No moose, damnit. Sunday my good friend from grad school JJ got married about 30 miles north, at Chico Hot Springs. My parents dropped me off and went...somewhere. The wedding was lovely--good weather, and great scenery. I enjoyed hanging out with former labmates J and D and their little one, I, who came down from Victoria, BC for baby showers the week before in Eugene and then road-tripped over to the wedding. I is 9 months old now (incredibly!), social and happy and painfully adorable. JJ and I made her an adorable dress for the wedding--she and her mom were flower girls. JJ attached a pouch to the front of the dress to hold the flowers, and J carried I and tossed the flowers. Really cute! drat my camera for pretending to take a picture but failing to actually do so! My parents picked me up just before the cake (rats!) so we could get back to IF at a reasonable time Sunday. Monday I got to sleep in, and then puttered around and did a bit of work on my human genetics class before going to dinner with my parents and catching an evening plane back to PDX. I would have loved to have stayed longer, maybe done more of YNP and GTNP with some Oregon folks who were out for the wedding. Otherwise I've been chugging along with the DNA Sequencing (last day Monday) and working on science camp class prep (two weeks to go! acks! push the Panic Button!). ( class preparization ) My biggest frustration, however, has been the assistant director of the Institute of Molecular Biology. Who was also the chair of my thesis committee, not so incidentally. A while back I ran into her at the awesome local fish-n-chips takeaway and chatted a bit about my preparations. She'd known I had gotten the position, but apparently hadn't realised that I was doing three courses [7]. She was very concerned that I had bitten off more than I could chew: a two week session teaching two sections of three classes, max 15 students each, for a total 90 students possible, though only 15 at any one time. Her concern (not expressed very tactfully, I felt) was frustrating, especially because I felt she should have a *little* faith in me as the chair of my damn committee. ( further frustration in like vein ) Next week I head up to Tri-cities for a few days to look for apartments. (whoops, I probably should have made those appointments today. Well, I'll do it Monday.) And drop by work to chat with the department head and pick up books and syllabi. Because I need to start prepping for those classes! acks! I want more time. I'm actually getting requests to write more BSG fic (*blush*)...and I sorta want to do it. Dude, Felix has built-in, canon hurt/comfort right now! I shall conclude once again with linkspam, to cleanse the palate. Noted by both Scalzi and And sort of on the same note (wait, wasn't this supposed to be palate-cleansing linkspam?!), a wonderful article on the final journey home of a soldier from Iraq. A little depressing, but thought-provoking and just a good article. Okay, now for the fun! The trailer for Dr. Horrible! The musical that Joss made with Nathan Fillion that he's putting online! Just when you think you couldn't love Joss anymore. The next trailer, however, needs more singing. 8-) Someone reconstructed famous classic photographs using LEGO. Made of win. I think Wil Wheaton may have pointed these out. Hilarious BSG crackfic. Spoilers for the last episode! But you know this thought went through more than a few viewers' minds. (My thoughts were more on the lines of "Hey, celebration! Maybe they'll show Felix and Dee kissing!!!!" Along with "Why the hell was Felix pretty much the only damn character who didn't get to go to Earth? NOT FAIR.") (As for the last episode: well, you knew there was going to be some sort of mindfrak. I was just happy to see Felix again after two episodes of NO AJ WHATSOEVER. And why aren't people writing ( footnotey ) 1 comment | post a comment
Shout out to my daddy today for Father's Day. Because he's the bestest most awesomest daddy ever. Sometimes I wonder if the reason I've spent so much of my life without a significant other is because I want someone like my daddy: smart, good with his hands, funny, nature-loving, able to fix anything, practical. (One could do much, much worse.) I wish JJ was getting married this weekend, because I feel the need to be around to give him a big squishy hug. I'll save it up for next weekend, when I fly home and we go camping in Montana and I take off for an afternoon for the wedding. (He's also a mountain goat--which I sort of inherited. :-D these photos are from our jaunt to the coast after my defense. Here we've climbed a big rock with a tree growing out of the top (I *heart* Oregon!) and mom, of course, took tons of photos.) post a comment
I was going to write this entry on Monday, I swear! And then my week got eaten. I'm not quite sure what ate it, but I blinked and it was Saturday. um, meep? So last weekend was DANCE CAMP ZOMG YAY. ( Dance Camp Squeeage! ) One of the leaders of the Ashland group also informed me (after hearing where I was moving) that there is country dancing in Tri-Cities, so HAPPY NEWS, COMRADES! And I'm once again just absolutely chuffed that I'm moving there, which is close enough that I am totally coming back down to Dance Camp for years to come. :-D So I've been reading Aaron Allston's Legacy of the Force books, and once again renewing my fangirling of Aaron. Not only for the Wedge love, but also because reading these books makes me want to pull out the OT and watch it. Which is, I think, the best thing that these books should instill in the reader. Note that I'm just reading *Aaron's* books. They're the only ones I own--because, dude, it's AARON--and, as it turns out, the only ones (after Exile) that I'm interested in reading. ( Spoilers for Legacy of the Force Books, mainly <I>Sacrifice</I>. ) I also want to talk about summer teaching prep, and someone telling me "you cannot do this." repeatedly. (yes, GRRR.) But this is getting long (how the hell did it become 20:30?!) and I need to get some other stuff done. Hopefully I'll get to it tomorrow or Monday. A parting shot of linkspam, mostly Firefly-flavoured: ( (footnotes) ) 9 comments | post a comment
Holy crap, I did it again! at this rate I might have to triage my tiny collection of icons so as to add one of Gaeta. I made another drabble. (And I've got snippets of another story in my notebook. I don't have time for this!) (I also declared a fanfic challenge, because "Guess What's Coming to Dinner?" pretty much completely broke me. Somebody hold me!) [EDIT: I gave in and replaced the Josh Crush icon with one of Gaeta. As much I love the Lyman, I don't really use that one much.] post a comment
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So y'know how Wil Wheaton made that joke about (paraphrased) "cool stuff you could buy at Radio Shack back before it became a cell phone reseller"? (Okay, you probably don't. Humor me.) I thought generally when I heard it that it was funny 'cuz it was true, but now I *really* know how true it is: I was out pricing pieces-parts for science camp labs, and looking up Radio Shack in the yellow pages I keep in my car, to find out if there was one at the shopping center to which I was already headed. They're not listed under "Electronics". (my hand to God!) But they are listed under "Cellular and Mobile Telephones and Service". Dear Radio Shack: You are no longer worthy of the "Consumer Electronics Stores" subtitle. (Which is what it says under the title "Radio Shack" in the phone book...under the cell phone section.) *eye roll to infinity* (In their favour, their magnet wire is way, way cheaper than the stuff from Carolina.) (Hey,
Yeah, there was maybe a bit too much BSG this weekend. I don't even want to know how much time I spent clicking through the archives at I also committed fic! ZOMG! Seriously, I'm rather shocked. I don't think I've written any fiction (hell, any non-science) since... maybe my second(?) year of grad school. (When was the last time I wrote something for TG? I think N and I wrote "Comfort" for Operation Darkness in 2003...did I write anything in 2004?) The last non-TG fic was when I killed my Star Wars character and put her boyfriend through extra psychological trauma (whee!), which might have been around the time I started grad school. (note to self: find a place for the SW fic at least, 'cuz it's fun.) Anyway, I got a scene in my head, and it was too hot on Saturday night to sleep anyway, so I was up late writing. (by hand--also too hot to be in front of the computer. Plus, I like writing by hand.) It's a post-ep for 3.12 "Rapture", for those of you (anyone?) who actually watch BSG. On Sunday, I forced myself to be productive, given the Internet-brain-suckage of the day before. Did the laundry, sat out in the shade and did Yet More Class Prep (reading about important experiments and discoveries of the 17th century). ...And then met with my teevee-watching Browncoat buddies for...er...BSG. Because KH saved s4 on her DVR while K&S were on the Longest Honeymoon of All Time, and I don't get Sci-Fi anyway, so wanted to catch up with them. And K was unstoppably ravenous. I think we went through four (five?) episodes. Ye Gods. We're almost current--we've just the most recent one left (which I'm a bit spoiled for anyway, but eh. Being perpetually behind, I've always been a bit spoiled for BSG). BTW, (spoilers for the first part of BSG s4) Killing cutiehead Cally? NOT COOL, SHOW! Also not cool killing Mathias. Badass minor character; like her a lot. Finally, SAM, YOU FRAKKIN' TOASTER! NO SHOOTING FELIX! aieeee!! I think my viewing buddies might quickly get tired of me squeeing/wibbling over Gaeta. Though they still let me watch tv with them after being exposed to my Mr. Bennet love, so maybe they'll tolerate me. And then I was enjoying driving with the windows down on the way back (I like driving a manual not only because it's good on hills and I'm such a control freak that I need to control what gear my car's in, but it's also occasionally just enjoyable to be that involved with the act of driving.), and another scene decided to inhabit my brain. And it still being there when I got home from work today, I capitulated. Short, but maybe too long to be a drabble; takes place during 4.06 "Faith". As an aside, some guys look hotter when they're scruffy, but I don't think Gaeta's one of 'em, IMnsHO. You're pretty, Felix, but only when you shave. kthnxbai. All this is actually pretty wierd because I don't consider myself that big a BSG fan. Sure, I enjoy it, but not enough to buy the DVDs, nor to obsessively watch it online 'cuz I don't have cable, and it makes me go "WTF?" on many an occasion... I felt much more obsessed about Alias, and I never wrote any fic for that. *shrug* In other news, my ceiling fan is making the light globe underneath rattle, and it's making me crazy. Tightening the screws only helps for about three minutes. AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!! I will not miss that when I move to Washington. Note comments may end up spoilery, if there is discussion to be had. scroll with caution! post a comment
Sometimes I really love Oregon. (actually, most of the time.) Holy carp a crowd of 75,000?? Riverfront Park must be completely trashed now, but I'll bet that was one hell of a rally. I agree with Scalzi (when have I not?) that Obama's probably going to come up against a wall later, but there is no denying the man's charisma. And really, if I can't have Bartlet, I'll take Obama and not feel like I'm getting the fuzzy end of that lollipop. I....thought I had something else, but apparently not. Must be off to work on summer classes now. Coming later: my lazyass weekend, possible BSG babblings, and me losing control (!!1!). post a comment
Just got my teaching schedule for fall. Ye gods! Is it too late to change my mind about this? *g* Anyone wanting to see me in the next year or so should visit me this summer, because I'm about to have a lot of work to do... 4 comments | post a comment
Not a whole lot going on in these parts recently. Plugging along with the DNA Sequencing, preparing to teach science camp (I have tentative class schedules! go me!), waiting to hear what I'll be teaching this fall at my Actual Job (!). Finished Alias (wow, did season 5 blow) and am now inhaling BSG s3 in gulps (whenever the next disc arrives from Netflix) trying to catch up so as to watch s4 with some Browncoats. My Gods, Alessandro Juliani is so damn pretty. (Yes, I need a boyfriend. oi.) Anyway, just wanted to drop in to once again proclaim undying love for Joss: I write for fanboy moments. I write to give myself strength. I write to be the characters that I am not. I write to explore all the things I'm afraid of. I write to do all the things the viewers want too. So the intensity of the fan response is enormously gratifying. It means I hit a nerve. And I don't know where all the casting info is ending up on the Buffistas board, so apparently I need to go seek it out. It's going to be a big cogdiss to see Helo on it, I'm sure. (Apparently Amy Acker also has a recurring role, so yay, more Amy Acker!) post a comment
Because I need to just note this and move on to actually doing, you know, work: Smurfs vs. Care Bears in a knife fight. Scalzi's readers are just as hilarious as he is. Tears running down my face. 2 comments | post a comment
Had a metric crap-load [1] of samples yesterday, so I basically filled the DNA sequencer to the max. Unfortunately this mean that yesterday's samples are still running and won't be done for another hour at least. And here I am ready to put on today's samples! argh. I've exhausted my microbiology-lab-prep options for today (now I need books which are at home), so before I slack off and fill time 'till I can go home by reading Alias fanfic, here's some linkspam! Scalzi's musing on the Iraq War from back before it actually started. This was one of the first entries of his I read and it just made so much damned sense. I want to have a link to it for posterity. I still enjoy the Whatever for equal doses of sense-making and well-crafted prose. Scalzi writes a fun scifi novel, too! Edit wars on Spy Wikipedia. (Note the article date.) Indeed, which *is* the best episode of Buffy? An eternal question. ;-) Steampunk Star Wars figures. Made. of. win. Shakespearean Serenity. The scary thing is that you can totally hear this in Nathan Fillion's voice. [1]=I worked with a guy one summer who had worked out the difference between a boat-load, a crap-load, etc. I kid you not. He was funny! This was the same guy who helped catch the grass snake I found outside on lunch break and put it on the assistant lab manager's chair. Good times, good times. 4 comments | post a comment
In lieu of the Weekend Report, including How I Think My Interview Went, this just in: Columbia Basin College offered me the position!! (i.e., apparently the interview went well. :-D) I didn't accept right on the bat--though I probably could have--but I said I'd let them know tomorrow. But unless something really unbelievable happens--like I get begged to take over the biology labs here at UOregon this fall, or a meteor falls on the Tri-cities--I will be accepting the offer tomorrow. :-D :-D :-D Fine print: It's a tenure-track position as a Biology instructor (they advertised for a cell/molecular biologist, so I'm assuming some molecular courses as well as your basic General Biology). Columbia Basin College is a two-year community college in Pasco, Washington. It's a 9-month contract, and I can work over the summer or not as my schedule / wishes / college needs go. I didn't think to ask about a precise starting date, but their academic year is September-June. (I could probably come back to Eugene over the summers if I wanted.) Best of all, it's in the Pacific Northwest! Fairly close to family, and I should be able to head down for Dance Camp, too! I am so damn excited I can hardly stand it. The cat is watching me warily in case I pick her up and swing her around in another Hyper Ewok Dance of Joy. :-D I'm supposed to start on course development for the summer program this afternoon, but guess at my attention span! 16 comments | post a comment
Per phone call last night, I did not get the job in Chicago at DePaul University. Sigh. I'm leaving in a few minutes to drive up to my next interview at Columbia Basin College. Good thoughts and prayers appreciated early tomorrow afternoon!! tired of all this crap. 3 comments | post a comment
I got the teaching position with the Summer Enrichment Program! Woot, I'm going to teach Science Camp! I interviewed on Thursday afternoon and they called to offer me the job on Saturday. (yeah, I know, what was the program director doing working on a Saturday?) I'm just that awesome! ...Or, more likely, they're that excited to add science courses to their program. Still, I wish other job searches went that quickly. I'll be doing microbiology (all labs, possibly centered around isolating soil microbes and testing them for antibiotic activity), human genetics (hopefully half labs, which means I need to think of more besides blood typing and DNA fingerprinting), and for the third I still have to decide between science history and deep sea biology. Both are interesting, and both need me to think of some activities, because a lecture class isn't going to fly. I'm leaning toward science history--I think we might be able to recreate / model the experiments. Too bad I can't give them outside reading; it'll be a different science history class than I was thinking of, but oh well. Deep sea biology is really interesting, but I can't really think of any activities unless I somehow won the lottery and could afford to take them all on a sampling cruise ;-) So, now I have a crapload of work to do (after I get this other job talk written and delivered!), developing three courses. With labs / activities. So much for all my little projects around the house! So much for taking July off! It's okay, because not only is this a great opportunity, it's going to be fun!! 3 comments | post a comment
Because I don't really have anything to talk about, something interesting out of the list of random bookmarks: Natural Nuclear Fission Reactor. I actually know a thing or two about nuclear reactors, having grown up in Idaho Falls where everyone's dad worked at "The Site", where the world's first nuclear-generated electricity was produced. But I'd never heard of this. Maybe it's just my nerditude, but I find it really fascinating (and also sense-making) that there can be self-sustaining reactions in a natural uranium deposit. ...Oh! I *do* have something to talk about: I have an interview for the Summer Enrichment Program teaching position this week! He called me Friday. Which was the date the applications were due (I dropped mine off Thursday). Instead of assuming they don't have many applicants, I'm going to think that mine was on top and it was so awesome he had to call me immediately before reading any more applications. Awesome! :o) So much for taking a month off after being done here in Sequencing...but I think it'll be fun! I've gotta decide which 3 of the 5 courses I proposed I most want to do. boo. 2 comments | post a comment
HAPPY NEWS, COMRADES! I am finished with my monster NIH postdoctoral application and mailed it to Texas for the finishing touches this very afternoon! woot! It's really too bad no one hired me soon enough to get me out of this. Also? Dear NIH, please learn how to not kill so many trees. Love, PK HAPPY NEWS, COMRADES! I have another job interview! This one's at Columbia Basin Community College in south central Washington State. Needless to say, my mom was significantly more enthused about this one. (My brother is putting down the Tri-Cities, which as far as I'm concerned are a perfectly nice place to live. I just about give up on him.) Admittedly, I am, too, for I would love to stay in the Northwest, ohyes! This is going to be a short interview (i.e., not a full day), during which I am supposed to give a "15-minute mini-lecture" which is supposed to "simulate a classroom presentation that will introduce the committee to 'How prokaryotic organisms aid in digestion and assimilation of nutrients by eukaryotic organisms.' " Dude, I can barely say 'How prokaryotic organisms aid in digestion and assimilation of nutrients by eukaryotic organisms' in 15 minutes! ;-\ It's an interesting topic which will hopefully be fun to research, though. And I suppose I should only do superficial research because--seriously, 15 minutes?! I think I'm going to drive up the night before and crash with my aunt and uncle in Walla Walla. :-) As for DePaul University? I emailed them yesterday because I still hadn't gotten any money from them, and if they weren't going to hire me, the least they could do was reimburse my airfare. Apparently they're still interviewing people. Un-frickin-believable. I mean, okay, it's good that they haven't offered the job to someone else; but it's not so good that they're *still* interviewing people; obviously they don't love me so much that they'll just friggin' offer me the job.... HAPPY NEWS, COMRADES! A friend forwarded me an email last week that apparently went to all the biology graduate students. Apparently the university has a Summer Enrichment Program for middle/high school students and they're looking to add some biology courses on, so they're asking for teacher applications and course proposals. Dude, I wish I'd known about this program before; I would have applied to teach for it years ago! Anyway, it sounds way awesome, and plus it's after I finish in the sequencing facility, so I'll have time! So I need to scramble this week to get some quick course proposals worked up (luckily they aren't supposed to be very detailed at this point) and get an application in by the end of the week. I emailed the person in charge to double-check about the feasibility of doing some labs, and said I thought I might be able to borrow equipment from the biology teaching labs. He replied back with a very nice note saying that at this point we get to propose anything we want, and they worry about funding and infrastructure later. Super Shiny! I want to do microbiology, and forensics, and human genetics, and... this will be fun. HAPPY NEWS, COMRADES! Jesus is risen, as He said! Alleluiah! I was an acolyte at Easter Vigil Mass this year, which was way fun. When I was of the age to be an altar server, my parish only allowed boys to be, erm, altar boys; by the time they started letting girls serve at the altar, I was too old. And I so wanted to be an altar server. Which is one of the many reasons why I adored the campus parish at UIdaho so much; they had adult acolytes serve the altar! I signed up as quickly as I could. ;-) And I really miss doing that. We don't have *anyone* serve the altar at this Newman Center; I don't know if that's a Dominican thing, or just the way this parish's traditions are. But there are acolytes at Easter Vigil. And I made sure to get my name in super early (I seriously emailed the Director of Faith formation on Ash Wednesday or the day after). There were three of us; one who was in charge of holding the book for Father J to read out of (and served at the altar); a thurifer**, who wrangled the incense (mmmm...church incense)(note to self: Father J says this is "Lily of the Valley" incense); and me, who did other stuff (and served at the altar). Like carrying the aspersorium while Father J sprinkled the congregation with holy water after we renewed our baptismal promises. [Every time that happens, I have happy memories of how Father MS at UIdaho used a pine branch as an aspergillum, and apart from smelling fabulous, that thing dispersed water very well. And he always had such a gleeful look on his face as he was drenching us all.] (Asperges me, Domine, hyssopo, et mundabor...) I also carried the dish of chrism while Father J gave the Sacrament of Confirmation to our Candidates. And the scent of it brought me right back to my own Confirmation, when I was a junior in high school. Which was a really wonderful spriritual experience for me. I was still in the first years of being a huge fan of Katherine Kurtz's Deryni books, and believing (I still do, a bit) in a group of people whose magical/psychic abilities enabled them to experience their religion on a higher level. Two things stand out from that night: the flash that I saw on the bishop's hand every time it passed over the chrism, which was probably a reflection off of the golden dish, but very well could have been flashes of the Divine before the bishop managed to dampen the aura once again. And when he came to me, and he signed my forehead with the chrism while proclaiming, "I claim you for Christ, in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit"--he (the bishop, or maybe God...) had me completely enthralled. My mind went...somewhere else for a few moments. I nearly forgot to respond "Amen". All this coming back to me (though they are vivid memories anyway) made it even more special to be such a close witness to the Confirmations of those six people. I'm sure I was grinning like a fool. And later serving at the altar was just as much fun as ever. Even though they tried to change the order of things on us (after all that training!). We managed not to drop anything, nor did we set anything on fire, so I count the evening a success. :-)
**Fun With Ecclesiastical Latin: Incense is "cooked" on a thurible; the server who carries the thurible is a thurifer. The server who carries the processional cross (crucifix) is a crucifer. A server who carries a candle (lux, or light)? A lucifer. }:> (This was pointed out to us, while we were practicing, by Father M, who was helping set up the baptismal font nearby. And I know this is totally wrong, but he was wearing a thin T-shirt while moving bricks and damn he must work out. He's a priest, Kristy; stick something blunt through your brainpan now.) ...Now that I think of it, Father M was the one carrying the Paschal Candle ("Christ Our Light!" "Thanks be to God!") in procession up from the fire out in the courtyard, so he was the lucifer. Hee! HAPPY NEWS, COMRADES! P had her baby on Thursday! A cutie, and Sabine is a very nifty name, IMnsHO, even if they are using the French pronounciation as opposed to the German one. :-) They're already using the afghan I crocheted (they brought it to the hospital!) which is totally unnecessary but really sweet. And I am now really, really on my own in the sequencing lab! Things are still going pretty well, though. I've managed not to screw up in a way that's unrecoverable yet. HAPPY NEWS, COMRADES! The Heather & Rose Spring Ball is this weekend! Yayyayayayay dancing. My plaid tights and I are going to have fun. :-D 3 comments | post a comment
Heh, no wonder Easter is so early this year: the vernal equinox was yesterday, and there's a full moon today. That would make the following Sunday Easter, right enough. Usually there's a bit of a delay between the equinox and the moon. (Last year was rather early, too, nowthatIthinkofit, but there were at least three days between the two.) Weekend Schedule Of Insanity! Thursday: work / dance
Plus, I need to watch 5 episodes of Alias (DVD due back at library tomorrow), (Obama may or may not happen; basically, we're not going to exert ourselves terribly to get in. If they're still letting people in when we show up, we'll go; but we don't have anyone in line right now or anything.) Speaking of Tenebrae: I went to it this morning! It was nice. If extremely early. The service started with a hymn, and then were two sets of three chanted Psalms. Father M [1] would start each one off by chanting the first verse, and then the congregation chanted the psalm in antiphony, trading verses back and forth with the church divided down the middle. At the front the church, in the aisle directly in front of the altar, was a rack of fourteen candles in a triangle formation, and after every psalm a member of the congregation got up and extinguished two of them (one on each side, starting at the bottom). Which I suppose fits with "tenebrae", which, IIRC, has to do with shadows (I'd have better ecclesiastical Latin if I'd been born 40 years earlier. Or had gotten to take Latin in high school *raises eyebrows at Also, all the Dominicans (the three in residence at our Newman Center, plus visiting Father M) were in their formal habits with the awesome-looking black cloak over the normal white habit. I love it when they do that. As a somewhat related aside, I always forget that it's Holy Thursday, not Good Friday, which is the day in which the Eucharist is removed from the church. (duh, the *Last Supper*? Yeah, sometimes my brain no worky so well.) So inevitably I walk into the sanctuary on Good Friday and am a bit floored. It's always a shock to see the tabernacle open and empty and the Presence light cold and dark. Which I suppose is good; a bit of reinforcement of the seriousness of Holy Week. In this particular church we have icons to either side of the altar--one of Mary and baby Jesus (a Vladimir Madonna), and one of St. Thomas More (the patron saint of the parish)--and during Triduum there are black drapes covering them, which is just extra-spooky. (another unrelated aside: you know how we say Jesus was dead for three days? If you really think of it, it's...about a day and a half. He died Friday afternoon and was risen on Sunday morning. *g,d&r*) ...Now I want to hit Wikipedia / Catholic Encyclopedia and learn more about this particular service, but I have to run down to the library and find some references for my grant. boo. [1]=who's here this week! He was the pastor here when I moved here, and was transferred to a Newman Center in Arizona (woe) and is now at some Dominican institute or another. I loved him and miss him. He had a great speaking style and is also a LOTR fan (I thought I had posted something about that once--him using a LOTR parallel in a homily--but I can't find it now. I think I need to go through and update my tags). Oh, as is (hopefully) obvious, I am not doing the boycott thingy. What is it about LJ that brings so much drama?? |
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