Monday, October 25, 2004

Ellipses

I'm back in Pittsburgh... I believe American air travel is unraveling... Is it too late to talk about Peg's Yankees??? I saw a street in Vegas named "Palmyra"... No matter where they are, my friends are busy people... The Disco Elvis offense is packed in too tight... People are not talking about substantive election issues... People in Nevada are real curious about how people in PA are going to vote... Are fundamentalist Christians as bad as fundamentalist Moslems??? Thanks to Kelly, Amy, Michael, April, April, Frank, Eric, Dave, Monica, Alex, Sue, and Fritz, and to Tracy for trying... You can get live, nude dancers straight to your room in less than 15 minutes... You can't use a cell phone in a sports book, I'm not sure why... When making a breakfast date, you should be sure the restaurant didn't close 10 months ago... My shoes are shot... We should be teaching Vectorworks, although I'm not sure when, how, or where... The school did not grind to a halt without me... Vegas can't get their monorail going... The Wynn casino looks cool... Internet costs $15/half hour in Vegas casinos... The Gala people actually had something new this year... Cirque appears to be in a major hiring phase... I can teach class without sleeping the night before, from someone else's outline, and still sound coherent... Liz said she wanted it to be harder to get an A... Cell phones still aren't quite right for reading email... I am now part of the ETSA Tech Ed Publications and Assessment committee... You have to bet money to win money... 8 days equals 227 emails not counting spam... I went more than a week without blogging or email or cable.

1 comment:

Peg said...

You know, I posted on my own blog that I was surprised that I hadn't gotten any grief about the Yanks. Shoulda known it was because you were internet-less out in the desert that I didn't get a gleeful pounding at either your blog or mine. My sister started in with me over the weekend on our family group list but her chest-pounding is of the generic "the Yankees suck... because they suck" variety. Needless to say, I'm feelin' the love now, so take your best shot(s). You know you want to.