I had a most bizarre dream last night. I was sitting around on some park bench. It was dark, and a little chilly. A man comes over to me, and sits down. It's none other than VP Dick Cheney. Weird. We go on to talk about his frustrations with George W.'s complete ineptness, and I reassure him that he really is the man in charge over in Washington. That's all I remember, but damn. That's a weird dream.
Asian Mustache Olympics, courtesy Metafilter. Heh.
Fell asleep this afternoon and didn't feel like getting out to go see Strangelove etc. I sort of wanted to go, but just didn't feel like it. Tim and I grilled out on the porch. It was good. And PHI 320 went pretty well. As I expected, it looks to be a fairly straightforward, if slightly boring, class. Nothing to worry about. Stay tuned for reviews of tomorrow's classes, CS 463 and PHI 260!