So I had hopes of writing a great blog posting about how I am the harbinger of mechanical failure lately. I had lots of material to work with *and* it would give me a chance to use the word harbinger. Instead, here’s how my evening went:
- leave work around 5:15 p.m.
- stop at grocery store on the way home as I’m in desperate need of coffee beans, laundry soap and AAA batteries
- come home, put groceries away
- eat some bread and raita
- lie down on couch “for a minute”
- awaken, somewhat disoriented, more than three hours later
I blame having a hockey game last night at 11 p.m., plus having to give a lecture at 8 this morning. And fiscal year end. I’m pretty sure that fiscal year end is the cause of all that is wrong with the world.
So, yeah, it’s another blog posting apologizing for my lack of a real blog posting. I think that’s kind of my specialty. But tomorrow, there will be stories of mechanical failure and harbingering1. Promise.
1omg, I can’t believe “harbingering” is an actual word.