So, at SMOFCon, every so often there would come a time when I had to tell a story about my fannish history, including things like going to my first con, helping to found my college SF Club, or the fact that said club now puts on a con of its own and comparing campus-based events ( Read more... )

Dozens of students milling around a crowded gym full of tables.
Every so often a cluster would move past our table.
Then a lone student would step forward, her parents (they were almost always young women) hovering behind her.
We'd smile, and ask, "So have you heard of VassarAnd the student shrugs a little, points at her parents, and replies, " ( Read more... )

I'm working a College Fair at Lamar today, and Vassar sent me all kinds of brochures and things for the event. It's rather awesome and intimidating at the same time. I don't think my application would cut it today. Kind of scary, these kids. Really scary, the cost of a year at school. Extremely scary, the vital stats of their admitted students ( Read more... )

I am running late on everything, it seems.
Too many holiday deadlines.
Not doing Nanowrimo this year, which is a relief.
I have no idea what to wear to a costume party.
Politics continues to suck.
eSlate training in three weeks. What joy, I tell you! (Fair warning: that web site takes ten billion years to load, and then links will open ( Read more... )

So here I am in lovely Seabrook, TX, down by Clear Lake and the Bay.  If it weren't so overcast it would be a perfect beach day, although it probably only gets windier near the coast. It's about 80 degrees out, a little muggy but the wind cuts through that ( Read more... )

Vassar's Quidditch Team prepares for the World Cup at Middlebury:

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I am reminded of that fine, fine Vassar Fight Song:

Stout, Lager, Ale!
Beer, Beer, Beer!
Goooooooo Brewers!

Because somebody was definitely drunk when they thought this up.

Today I had a sudden urge to look up the strip of Narbonic, Shaenon Garrity's brilliant and hysterical mad scientist comic, in which my super-intelligient gerbil alter-ego gets zapped by the space laser.
For being a pacifist, appropriately enough, although I'd forgotten that.  Tee hee.

Been mostly buried in nonproductive habits for the last few days.  Lots of good intentions paving my particular road, but where it leads is nowhere healthy. 
Had my super-duper apocalypse moment on Sunday when Mom and I watched Children of Men.  Talk about bloodbaths.  Great flick, though.  I mean, wow.  Totally skewers your gut and doesn't let go ( Read more... )

Today I went to be my Vassar Alumna persona (in pirate boots!) for an Admissions Interview. While I was chatting about Vassar sports with my student a couple at another table overheard us and came over. The girl there had gone to Vassar and played soccer. Small world, and a freaky one, at times ( Read more... )