Next Great Band Name

Sociocorporeal Sensorium and the Broadly Defined Vernacular Movement. (Sociocoporeal Sensorium for short.)

Credit for these crazy phrases goes to Zhen Zhang, An Amorous History of the Silver Screen, xxx.

Chris and I Like to Come Up With Band Names

Today's: Basic Carbohydrate Overkill. (Also known as "Death By Potato," or "The Anti-Atkins" Our truest followers will refer to us as BCO.)

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!

It was an office error--I got the full four units of credit. :) HOO-ray and hallelujah!

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

I just found out that I was given just one unit of credit for a course that I thought I was getting four units for (read: I paid for four units). Could've just been a clerical error on the Extension Program's part... I hope. However, I suspect a misunderstanding between me and my professor is at the root of this. It was a directed research class, see, which could potentially be for any number of units.

I did think he was being awfully lenient with me... sigh. Blah!!

Points Go to Laura for Word of the Day

And the word is: scatological.

No, that is not "the study of a particular style of music," as Chris quipped.

Hint: it was brought up in the context of Casey having eaten about a pound of grapes this weekend (when our good friends Jeremiah and Alicia treated us to a great picnic lunch on our fun celebrate-our-common-anniversary day together).

If you haven't guessed yet what scatological means, Laura's sentence should make it clear as, um, well...:

"Can I just say that RAISIN's are one of the funniest scatological studies for me. (Just in case you haven't had the pleasure...goes in a raisin, comes out a grape.)"

Fiery Heat Sears San Diego

It's got to be at least 85 out here. (I know, I know, I'm incredibly wimpy. But this is suck-the-life-out-of-you oppressive heat.)

I just wanted to announce that, because or in spite of the heat, Casey has decided she can walk. And she's doing it everywhere!

It's super-exciting to see her taking those wobbly steps (sometimes without a visible next object to grab for balance, which is really cool!), and I'm starting to get used to what she looks like standing up... wow. All today.

Mind you, she's been taking steps for a long time--she just hasn't liked it or seemed to want to do it much. Generally her outlook seems to have been, "why walk when I can crawl?" I've just been waiting for her to get excited about walking. Lately we've started a couple of babysitting trades, both with families with a kid about Casey's size and age (both a little older, and both confident walkers). I attribute her newfound motivation to those cute little friends getting around so well.

Whatever the reason for the progress, it's a happy day!

Oh, Eric D. Snider... you sarcastic devil, you...

I went to check out Leslie's blog again just now and she had a link to Eric D. Snider's website, and after wandering about in there I finally ended up at this page, where Mr. Snider reprints the column he wrote about the movie "Titanic," (the column became insanely popular and got forwarded all over the world), and a few of the apparently many angry letters he got in response to it.

I've been cracking up, loudly and obnoxiously, for the last twenty minutes or so as I've been working my way down this really. very. lengthy. account of the saga of the "Titanic" review. It's great fun. Enjoy.

(* Disclaimer: by enjoying this article I mean no disrespect to the people who died when the Titanic went down. Or their families. Or anyone who liked the movie. Like me.)

(NOTE: this photo was... um... edited by Eric D. Snider. I am not trying in any way to take credit for Mr. Snider's work. It was all him.)