Most of yesterday was spent washing finds under the pavilion tent on-site though a few of us were
stupid brave enough to face the elements in the trench during the morning hours. I may end up paying for that with a head cold soon, but so far so good.
The undergrads this season are so-so. Some of them are really helpful and interested, but the other half are complete slackers and lack any motivation or proper fear of authority. I don’t want to sound older than I am, but what the hell is wrong with that generation? I don’t remember me or others of my age being that horrible. And if I ever had been my mother would have killed me.
Anyway, as morale started to dip in the afternoon I decided to break out a little game to help entertain the students (the ones I liked anyway). It’s called the Movie Game (inventive title, no?). Basically, you get two or more people together and begin with one individual naming a movie. The second person names an actor/actress from that movie and the next person then names another movie that actor has been in. You keep going til there’s one film nerd left standing. Too often that was me. The only person who has consistently been able to whoop my ass at this game is Ellen, but I no longer play this game with her for that very reason. My ego, she’s fragile.
Not only did I get soaked while working during the day, but also later that evening when I went for my run. I don’t know why I even bothered to wear my rainjacket at all since I was completely drenched by the time I got back home anyway and it was only a 2.5 mile run. Blah. Now I have even more clothes hanging in the bathroom to dry.
I wasn’t the only loony out on the trails though. Some poor schmuck in an all white outfit (Dude,
It just made me think that, you know, sometimes pride really isn’t your friend.
A domani. (Til tomorrow)