Well La-Dee-Frickin'-Da!

Well, it's been days again, and I've got no apology for you. Didn't see that coming, did you?

Last week was mostly a blur. I don't even think we had a Thursday. But I could be wrong on that. Wednesday was fun - Heather (the other Carbon Fiber GRA) and I got to sit around and watch some technicians run the Spin Lab. The end result looked like a Tribble From Hell. Klingons beware.

On Friday, Jeff and I tried lunch at Piggy's Place, the local barbecue establishment. I recommend it only to the starving - and I recommend it reluctantly. Maybe I'm being a bit of a snotty elitisit, but I don't think they know what barbecue is supposed to taste like. I distinctly remember having meat on my sandwich back in Memphis.

I drove back to Memphis over the weekend, and it was a pretty good trip. It was great getting to see Jennifer again. We went to the Cooper Young Festival, avoided the Soul Bowl, and went to see Sandeep's new house. The house was very nice, right down to Sandeep's very effeminate shower curtain (it looked like a giant doilie). I also ate at Huey's, Chili's, and thank the Lord, Central BBQ. Word has it there will soon be another Central BBQ opening in Memphis. I'm anxiously awating their Tullahoma location to open up. Here's hoping, at least.

Classes yesterday were fine, and so was Heat Transfer today. Some of us (Jeff, Heather, Amy, and myself) met in the Carbon Fiber office to start a study group for Vector Calc. That's a first for me, but I'm not going to knock it. I think we were more productive than class is.

And speaking of productive classes, boy is Technical Writing NOT one. It's like taking a shower in STUPID. Today, we made up 10 questions to ask a class mate, for no reason whatsoever. Then we split up into groups to talk about some fake company that's planning on spying on its fake employees that use dial-up internet. At least I got my homework back - my memo that I wrote to my fake boss to get my fake department's fake laser printer fixed without firing the fake stupid single-parent technician was very well written. Well La-Dee-Frickin'-Da.