In a job full of interesting days, today was an interesting day. "What the deuce are you doing on LiveJournal in the middle of an 'interesting' workday?" I hear you say (since you are probably the kind of person who proclaims "what the deuce?"). Well, I'm getting to that ( Read more... )

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I was walking in a field of cactus (one of many today), minding my own business, when tkatkatkatkatakatkatkatka. Five foot rattlesnake right in my path, one of the few non-spiky ways across. What do you do in this situation, you might ask? You curse loudly until your supervisor comes over, then half the field crew stands around and goes "whoa, ( Read more... )

The last time I said that was Sophomore year after running around on a site in the rain with Bill Green of the Logan Museum and subsequently being offered a job by him. I was told, once I returned to Lounge, that I didn't have a dog and had never gotten drunk with Dan Shea, so no I wasn't. Well, I still haven't done either of those things, but I' ( Read more... )