Theory Meets Practice

Theory loses.

Seems my last post was on how cool Battlestar Galactica was. This is a point Lee and I tried to convey to Amy and Heather, with limited success. Some of that is what you run into with any show that's this in depth (see Alias, Lost, most soap operas). Some was that this is the least "science fiction"-y science fiction show ever. Not zero science fiction, because, spaceships, intelligent robots, and faster than light travel, but the stories don't rely on the science fiction the way they do in other shows in the genre. Trust me, it's an awesome show.

Saturday and Sunday were a nice weekend. Lee and I got in a round of disc golf, which is always a nice way to spend a few hours. The course was going to be haunted tonight. Lee considered going to play it, but we have class in the morning, and he's going to be up there tomorrow for a family thing.

Monday was the math make-up midterm which I was barred from taking, so I sat in the office all morning. It's amazing how easy it is to waste time. Inviscid was what it normally is. I don't exactly follow everything he does on the board, but I don't really need to. As long as I can work problems with the results, I'll be fine.

After class

Later that night, we had a Superfriends dinner. It was Italian and very good. Amy did these stuffed shells, which were probably the best thing we had. We had spagetti, which was only because I happened to have some of the dried pasta on hand. Amy was supposed to bring a huge amount of the noodles, but forgot. Of things to forget, that was the best choice. Except for the burning of the water, I could fix that. I doubt I could have reproduced the stuffed shells. Amy also brought tiramisu, a dessert with coffee in it. Not a big fan of coffee, but that wasn't bad. Not an everyday dessert, but certainly better than I would have expected. There were a salad and some rolls, too. We watched Heroes and Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip rather than a movie.

After the dinner

So I called it a night.

Today was a normal Tuesday. Heat Transfer was another differential equation, more boundary conditions, and some crazy solution method in the book. The break of endless uselessness ensued, followed by the class of endless uselessness. Tuesday has a lot of uselessness, up until 9pm, when Boston Legal is hilarious, except for the gross mother-son kiss. That, I really could have done without.

Wow, my bed has a lot of stuff in the way of my sleeping tonight. Where'd this stuff come from? More tomorrow.