Weird dreams

Sarah talked about weird dreams last night. Well, I woke up this morning in the middle of a doozy. I dreamt that NASA called our whole group into work to examine a pressure/space suit that was found in the ocean. They couldn't identify it as American or Russian, and they were supposing it was possibly Chinese. They wanted us to figure out if it was in a footprint of a potential Chinese space launch failure. My job was to figure out all the trajectory details of the Chinese launch, and figure out the ballistic coefficient of the space suit (which was now permanently stored in a museum-like display on my desk). Then a secret government agency came to us and implied the space suit might not be Chinese, but instead alien in origin. Weird.

More professor quirks

I have another random tidbit from my Finite Elements professor today. But this one is a joke about ordinary differential equations in a PhD qualifying exam that, if I'm lucky, two of you may find funny. So I'll keep it to myself.

Dang computer!

My monitor on my computer at home is doing something funky. I can't decide if I have a driver problem or if its a settings thing or if its my monitor frying. I hate for it to be my monitor, cause I like it, its clear, big, and the screen is fairly flat.

Yip yip yip yip yip...

And when I came home last night at 7:30 p.m., I usually bring my dogs in no later than 7 because I don't want them to disturb the "quiet" of my neighborhood and I've had a complaint before, there was a lovely (sarcasm here) message on my answering machine (with my comments in brackets):


Hello, this is your neighbor (yes, she still refuses to identify herself) I don't know what your problem is (I'm not the one leaving anonymous messages on my neighbor's phones, so I am obviously not the one with the problem) but your dogs have been barking non-stop since 7:30 a.m. (Ok, possible, I admit, I suck, though unlikely that they've been going non-stop, because I asked my neighbor across the street about it once and he said that they usually bark right after I've left for work, when the kids walk by on their way home from school, and right before I come home in the evening) and they have been doing this every day for the last week. (Not possible, the dogs were inside every day but Wednesday of the last week) Again, we've talked to you about this before (I wouldn't know, because all you do is leave anonymous answering machine messages) and you need to start leaving them inside again every day because they are dangerous and a nuscense(She has obviously never been near my dogs if she thinks they are "dangerous".Now she is going too far, this is not going to happen, though I will invest in bark collars this weekend)

And that was that. When Robert Frost said "Fences make good neighbors" he was completely wrong, because I have the freakin' highest fences ever and the worst most unfriendly neighbors sometimes. Of course, I don't remember if in that poem you weren't supposed to be taking the good fences=good neighbors seriously or if he was trying to imply the opposite through some form of satire. hm.

I am pretty convinced its not just my dogs she's hearing, though. Either that, or she's prone to extreme exaggeration. One of the neighbors behind me has a yippy dog that they put out all day a few days a week, and sometimes he goes out early enough in the morning that his yipping wakes me up! So, maybe its the combination of both that she's blaming on me. Or she's leaving anonymous messages on the yippy-dog owner's answering machine too.

Anyway, its taking everything in me to admit I am in the wrong on the whole dog barking thing, because all I want to do is call the lonely housewife that is leaving the anonymous messages and telling her to get a job! That way she won't have to sit in the house all day with my dog's barking interupting her soap opera watching.

Ok, that was my mean side coming out. Its just a thought. This is a journal, I'm allowed to hypothesize "what if" scenarios.