Moot Thoughts & Musings

As yesterday progressed I got sicker and sicker. Sneezing every other minute, sore throat, sinuses closing. Blah. Then I finally got to my car around 7.30 pm to finally go home, and I realize that I left my lights on and the car battery died. (I don't have a helpful ding to remind me that I've left the lights on.) So I called campus police, and thankfully, in about 15 minutes a nice cop came and gave me a jump. My way home was pretty smooth, delayed for another 15 minutes because of an accident. I finally got home last night and took some incredible Aleve cold & sinus, wh. really works. Exhausted, I fell into bed, only to be serenaded with the same gospel song played over and over very loudly by the neighbors in the house next door. I was too tired to be angry. So I turned on the air conditioner to drown out the noise. I don't know what they were thinking. It was after 11 pm by that time. I just don't understand other cultures sometimes. I mean, if all the houses around you are dark and it is 11 pm, it usually means people are trying to sleep or just getting there. Shouldn't that be a clue that now isn't the time for high volume religious experiences!?!?

Today and tomorrow are my fall break. I'm sitting in bed in Chris's snuggly bathrobe. He, unfortunately, does not have a nice university schedule and had to face his lively 7th and 8th graders. Tomorrow, though, he is taking off the last two periods, wh. are his planning periods, and we're going to visit my aunt and uncle in Pensacola, wh. should be wonderfully relaxing.

I probably should do some work. I teach on Monday. I'm working on two term papers, wh. will hopefully be presentable, since they are both original ideas. I dreamed last night about music history. I don't know what about. I just remember making connections between bits of knowledge...like a spider creating a web. It was the act of creating the web that the dream was about. Maybe I was dreaming about how I'm going to try to describe in a nutshell the creative act of writing history to my students on Monday.

Instead, I'm sitting in bed glorying in my laptop and nearby phone jack which affords me the luxury of sitting in bed and internet surfing at the same time. Whatever happened to days of sitting in bed and reading a novel? I did find an interesting blog. Apt. 11D. A mom in NYC who is a PhD in some social science, I think. She stays at home with her two small kids and teaches one class a week, and ponders the mom/career thing a lot.

Also found this site. If you type in your zip code it gives you the demographics and other statistical information of your neighborhood. Of the five possibilities that came up for my neighborhood, none of them were traditional white/caucasian, and the highest income bracket was 50K, and the average income bracket was about 30K. The income designations went from "poor" to "lower middleclass". Yep, sounds like New Orleans, all right.

*sniff* *sneeze* I think I'll go take a shower and more of that Aleve magic.