“Be brave, young lovers, and follow your star.” – Oscar Hammerstein II
T&I got to campus & walked over to the to test center right away. She spent a ton of time grading & so did I. The grades were not that great. Our students just don’t seem to rise to the occasion and – as I pointed out to T – we’re @ the point in the semester where everyone is getting ready to turn the page.
So, I spent a ton of time in my office grading. But @ 11 a.m. I got to have lunch with “The T.” It was nice. We each had a huge bowl of yellow rice & black beans. We also had sweet apples, which we enjoyed b/c we were still hungry.
T&I made plans early in the day to head for Starbucks. We walked over right after lunch & got a couple of cups. It was nice, but did not do enough to revive me before class. I had little prep and enthusiasm as I went down the hall to the classroom.
479 was dead. I lectured for about 15 – 20 minutes, then gave them about the same amount of time to look @ their exams. The speaker was Andrea Saucer, a cousin of Olivia Johnson. She kept saying that she was nervous, but she did fine.
She told a story about how she was a student @ Auburn and she walked by one of those card tables that the credit card people had set up with free goodies (in this case, an Auburn T-shirt) if you got a credit card. She said that she got a card just to get the T-shirt. She had no intentions of using the card. But – by the time she left Auburn – she had maxed out three credit cards.
T&I talked a bit between classes, but then I had to go downstairs again. Surprisingly, 384 was better. We talked about systematic error & I used the example of measuring your height while standing in a chair – and got into a chair. Then I used the example of measuring your height while getting on your knees – and I got on my knees in front of the class. I was just trying to inject some life into the proceedings. Maybe I succeeded a little bit.
T had been jonesing about going for a walk all day long. She wanted to go as soon as I got home, so we did that. We saw L drive by us and T gave her a wave – then remarked that she was glad that we were not on our street. The walk was fun – it’s still cool, which I love. I could find no takers on getting E&C to walk down an “extra” streets.
I decided not to go to 1st & Ten – I needed time to decompress. There had been none of that after the weekend and I really missed it.
T did chicken n dumplings with a side salad for dinner. They were good – and very filling. I ate a second helping, but felt full after the first – guess I’m just a hawg.
After The Girls went down, I netted before bed. I looked @ some of the Wonderland stuff and at some of the stuff about Frank Christi.
During the a.m., I reported the Canned Heat transaction to the card firm. The card has put the credit back on my card, pending a response from CH. If the card gets a response, it will be the first one anyone has received from that bunch. It’s sort of a letdown. OK – it’s a big letdown.
I got interested in some of the stuff that Chuck Negron’s wife wrote about the kids of musicians being addicts. I found a reference for Dr. John’s daughter, Jessica Rebennack. It said that she lived from 1973-2003. On http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=pv&GRid=53778505&PIpi=29694461, the inscription on her grave reads,
I’ll find you in the morning sun / And when the night is new / I’ll be looking @ the moon / But I’ll be seeing you.
Those are lyrics from the song “I’ll be seeing you.” From the script on her grave, it appears that Jessica may have been Jewish.