Monday, 03 December 2012

Today an electrician came by our house. We had invited him, of course. He came over because we needed help with the light switches in our bathroom.

Okay, I know it’s really lame to hire an electrician for something as simple as a light switch, but I really couldn’t figure this out. There were two dimmer switches in the bathroom, and they slowly been disintergrating since we moved in. The switches have even been crackling as we’ve adjusted the dimmers.

So, a few weeks ago, I bought two new dimmer switches. I then took out the old ones, only to find a whole heap of wires. So  many, I couldn’t figure out what went where. And I couldn’t just copy how they were wired to the old switches, because that wasn’t working. Finally, I touched the wires to each other verrry carefully, and labeled them appropriately. Then I hooked up the switches again. Nothing happened. So we’ve been using a lantern in there lately.

Today, the electrician informed me my two new switches were inoperative. I found this hard to believe, as they were brand new, but he was pretty confident. He hooked up some plain ol’ on/off switches. I’m gonna return the dimmer switches to the store later this week and see if I can swap them out.

Tuesday, 04 December 2012

Nothing ceases to amaze me like my fellow students.

Today, a draft of our final paper was due. This paper is to be 8-10 pages in length with an additional works cited page with at least four sources. This is a major assignment, worth more percentage points that all the other assignments combined.

So, there’s 15 students in my class, and two didn’t even show up today. So, their draft is late. Of the remaining 13 students, only five – five! – had drafts to turn in. A couple of the students didn’t seem to know a draft was due today, even though it’s been staring us in the face on the syllabus for about three months now, and the professor mentioned it last week. A couple of others said they had electronic drafts they wanted to gussy up a bit and email to the professor this evening. She didn’t seem to like this, but she relented.

Of the five papers turned in, one of them was only one page long. So, even though he did have a draft ready for submission, it couldn’t have been much beyond an outline what he plans to write about.

All in all, though, the events of today’s class made me feel rather comfortable about my chances for a good grade on this most important assignment.

Sunday, 02 December 2012

If you want a terrible Subway Sandwich experience, I suggest you come visit the one nearest our home. I swear everytime I leave it that I’m never going back again but – wouldn’t you know it? – it’s so darn close to our house I can’t resist. It’s so close, in fact, that people park in front of our house to go to it.

Today, there was once again only one employee, the iced tea was not brewed, and the keys for the restroom were disgustingly sitting on the counter. My wife began ordering her meal, and then had to stop and say, “Hello?” to get the sandwich artist to snap back into reality. We ordered a small pizza for Isla, and when he asked how we wanted it sliced, Jennifer said to slice it into six pieces. He did this by cutting it in half (2 pieces), then half again (4 pieces), then sliced two of the pieces in half again. We had to stifle a laugh as there were now four tiny pieces and two large pieces. So Jennifer asked him to go ahead and make it eight pieces.

Then we were overcharged. I noticed this only after paying. For some reason, we were charge $4.50 for the $4.00 pizza. So I went back up to the counter.

ME: Hey, you charged us four-fifty and your sign says the pizza is only four bucks.

HE: Yeah, that’s just the computer, I can’t do anything about that.

ME: Well that’s false advertising. I agreed to pay you four dollars, not four fifty.

HE: That’s probably the tax.

ME: No, tax on four dollars is nowhere near fifty cents. Besides, the tax is listed here, at the bottom of the receipt.

HE: Well I can’t change the price.

ME: Well I need my money back. (I pointed to his tip jar.) Should I just take it out of here?

HE: No that’s my money.

ME: Yeah, but you stole mine.

HE: Hang on. (He then helps another customer, then pops open the cash register and hands me fifty cents.)

ME: Fifty-three cents.

HE: What?

ME: I need fifty-three cents. Look at the receipt, I was taxed on that fifty cents.

HE: Really?

ME: Yeah.

He then stared at the cash register again as if it was about to bite him, and then reached into the tip jar and handed me three cents.

This is nowhere near the worst experience I’ve had at this Subway.

Saturday, 01 December 2012

Busy, accomplishy day today!

First, Owen and I headed over to Lowe’s for the seventh time this year to participate in their Build & Grow workshop. Seasoned builder Owen constructed a prop plane, which I guess is based on the one seen in the movie Rise of the Guardians. I normally have abstained from bringing him to movie tie-in workshops, but this plane just looked so fun, and it’s not overtly about the film (unlike, say, the Madagascar stuff they did this summer).

Here he is hard at work:

At home, I first put a second coat on the walls and ceiling in the downstairs bathroom. I was rather pleased with this, but later we determined everything will need another coat, and I’m out of paint…so another trip to the store is in order (sigh).

Then I headed upstairs to Isla’s room and, finally, nearly a year after we purchased them, I installed the mini-blinds in her two windows. When I installed the same brand of blinds in our room last winter, I had a terrible time of it, got quite frustrated, and had to take two of them out and start over. Very bad memory. So, I wasn’t’ looking forward to putting in these two.

Thankfully, I had some residual memories of how I installed the blinds last year, and I instpected the ones in our room first, then went to work in Isla’s. I’m happy to report these two went in with no problems at all. Didn’t have to redrill any holes, or swap out any screws, or re-center the brackets.

Yesterday, I busted out the sheetrock on this side wall in Isla’s room that we didn’t want in there anymore. Today, I finished up the job by taking out the 2×4 frame. This, of course, left a bit of a mess, so Isla helped to clean…

I asked her to mug for the camera, and she complied…

Mercifully, Isla went to bed very early, so I spent a solid hour working on my homework. After Owen and I read a chapter out of A Dog Called Kitty, Jennifer and I sent him to bed and watched an episode of Six Feet Under.

All in all, a rather stellar day.

Wednesday, 28 November 2012

 Today in Toastmasters, I was called up to give a speech during the Table Topics portion of the meeting.  In case you don’t know, Table Topics is the part of the meeting, lasting about ten minutes, where someone gets up with their prepared list or bag of options and calls on people to speak on a certain subject. The speeches are impromptu, but they only have to last a minute. While part of me thinks I really shouldn’t have any trouble speaking for a mere 60 seconds, it’s really is tough to speak on a topic that someone else selects for you.

The Table Topics master today selected the topic of Thanksgiving. i was the first person called up – and I knew I would be the first one called up as I had no roles in today’s meeting – and my question was something like: “What dishes can people make with their leftover Thanksgiving food?”

Man, I had no idea. I pretty much just said to make a sandwich with your turkey or just reheat stuff.

The next person had to answer the question of how they participated in Black Friday, and I would have had something to say about that. That seems to happen to me a lot, where I get a question completely out of my league, and then the other questions all seem like things I could speak about for 5 minutes.

Thursday, 29 November 2012

 Here’s an interesting article about how well pollsters did in predicting the Presidential election results: CLICK HERE.

I heard a lot about polls having a Democratic, or liberal, bias. That is, they were overestimating the percentage by which Obama would win. To me, this seems like a dangerous thing to do. First, if your overestimation is too high, then you’ll look inaccurate in retrospect. Say you were reporting that a candidate would win by 10%, and then he only won by 5%…that’d be a 5% difference and not reflect very well on your techniques.

A more serious problem might be that if voters think their candidate is ahead by an even more comfortable margin than he really is, they might not go vote, figuring their vote isn’t really needed.

As you can read in that article….

…all the comments from right-wing pundits that the pollsters were biased toward Obama were nonsense. Of the 14 major pollsters in our study, 11 had a Republican bias. Only three small pollsters had a Democratic bias.

Friday, 30 November 2012

I’ve now reached the point in the semester where there’s a lot of work to do, and a short time to get it done. It’s feeling overwhelming.

Specifically, I have an 8-10 page paper due on December 19th. While that is a while from now, I need to have the draft ready to turn in on December 4th (this coming Tuesday). Also, a week after that, I need to deliver a presentation based on my paper.

So, today, I stole as many minutes as I could working on the paper. My whole lunch break, for one thing, and several small gaps of “down time.” This evening, I gave a concerted effort to work on the thing, but I didn’t get much accomplished. My hope is to dedicate an hour or so to it both days this coming weekend. Wish me luck!