42 Dreams of Arizona Bay

Halfway through my second quarter of grad school, I feel like an old hand. A tired, old, old hand.
I briefly contemplated the idea of going home between quarters in late March and eventually ruled it out because:

I’m underemployed and therefore broke.
I am so stressed it would be nice to sit on my butt for a [...]

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I was heartbroken when I learned that Douglas Adams had died in 2001. No more Hitchhiker’s books. I was sad, too, when I read the fragment of a a Dirk Gently book in The Salmon of Doubt, and thought, this is all there is. I want to know how it will end. And I can’t.
I [...]

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Today is the first day of class. My first on-campus class begins tomorrow, but I can already look at syllabuses for all three of my classes and start thinking about freaking out when I read guidelines for APA style. (Freak, freak!)
My online class starts today. It’s asynchronous, meaning that I don’t meet at a specific [...]

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I need help. I’ve been hoping beyond hope that I will eventually be able to find a terrible pawn shop commercial I remember seeing in Michiana. I keep looking for it on YouTube, but so far, no luck. It featured a leprechaun squeaking “money money money” while sitting miniaturized on different things in the pawn [...]

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I love Doctor Who and to a lesser extent, Star Trek. Fun to watch them collide.
Here’s the second part in a parody mashup of Doctor Who meeting Star Trek. Guess the third part will come out at Christmas.

I blogged about the first part here, and you can find the direct YouTube link here.

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The second season of the Flight of the Conchords is now over, so I must now tide myself over with anything else related to my new musical heroes, Bret and Jemaine.
Here’s the video of fans lip-syncing to Hiphopopotamus vs. Rymenoceros.

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What I want is to wake up from my nightmare, and maybe get a hug from my dad. He will tell me everything is going to be OK. It was just a bad dream. I didn’t waste the last 14 years of my life.

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