Jeremy packing last night for Portland. It’s going to snow there – a couple of inches. I hope his work stuff doesn’t get cancelled as he’s on a plane right now.
I asked Vince to destroy our DVD player. The disc tray wouldn’t open anymore and I wanted to throw it away, but I was afraid that one of Edda’s beloved DVDs was stuck in the tray. He did destroy it, but no DVD was found.
I accidentally ordered glasses that are exactly like Jeremy’s. Now I can’t wear these glasses anytime I’m standing next to Jeremy or it’ll be too weird. Also, I think I’m getting jowls.
Once or twice a quarter, Vince’s orchestra teacher asks the kids to hand in a video of them playing a certain piece for an assessment of their musical skills. There are hundreds of videos submitted. I wondered how the teacher found time to look through all of the videos. It turns out that he doesn’t. Vince tells me that he runs all the videos through a software program which then spits out a spreadsheet which analyzes the playing of all the kids. Then the teacher takes the spreadsheet notes and then uses that to grade the whole class. If this is true, it’s the weirdest thing ever.
I found my old AP Chemistry public service announcement video! Vince laughed at needing to know “how to use computers” and I think I spied some liquid mercury in there somewhere. I’m not sure they let you set methane on fire or drop sodium into buckets of water anymore. 1988 was still the land of chemistry fun and Mr. Lilga was the best teacher ever. The teacher who taught me the most perfect equation ever: PV=nRT. Forget about f=ma or v=1/2at^2.