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Nov. 18th, 2009 03:53 pmI shall write about ferries later today. I shall give you a food and writers post tomorrow. On Friday I'll do the post I promised on what it costs to write fiction (keep those useful thoughts coming in!). Because, yes, I'm catching up with things.
This is despite an accident near the bus on the way in to teaching this morning that resulted in me being so late they rang up, worried. This is also despite things going overtime after work, so I've only just got home. This is also despite the weather, which has me reading a Significant Weather Media Release, because if we're going to continue having February temperatures in November, I want to know why. Not that it tells me, but it does affirm the general hotness and my thoughts on this being a bushfire summer. Except the fires have already started. And I have a weather headache. And it turns out that Canberra, being in the mountains, is way cooler than other places, as ever. If this weather is cool, then I don't want to be in Wilcania or Broken Hill.
Other things that have made my day busy include getting to borrow the first season of the Sarah Jane Adventures (yay for the generosity of Dr Who fans!), seeing the death mask of one William Westwood (who had a very big head for his height) and contemplating units that describe time. The latter is due to one of my students saying "it was during the length of a myth." I find a burning need for a list of unexpected units of time: the length of a myth, the breath of an apothogem, the sigh of a memory, the vastness of a history, the march of a folktale.
That last unit was a pun. This is not a good thing. I need to work to avoid more puns, especially since the puns are puny today. The heat has not addled my brain (since today is cool - under 31 degrees so far) - my brain was addled anyway. It's just a very odd day.
This is despite an accident near the bus on the way in to teaching this morning that resulted in me being so late they rang up, worried. This is also despite things going overtime after work, so I've only just got home. This is also despite the weather, which has me reading a Significant Weather Media Release, because if we're going to continue having February temperatures in November, I want to know why. Not that it tells me, but it does affirm the general hotness and my thoughts on this being a bushfire summer. Except the fires have already started. And I have a weather headache. And it turns out that Canberra, being in the mountains, is way cooler than other places, as ever. If this weather is cool, then I don't want to be in Wilcania or Broken Hill.
Other things that have made my day busy include getting to borrow the first season of the Sarah Jane Adventures (yay for the generosity of Dr Who fans!), seeing the death mask of one William Westwood (who had a very big head for his height) and contemplating units that describe time. The latter is due to one of my students saying "it was during the length of a myth." I find a burning need for a list of unexpected units of time: the length of a myth, the breath of an apothogem, the sigh of a memory, the vastness of a history, the march of a folktale.
That last unit was a pun. This is not a good thing. I need to work to avoid more puns, especially since the puns are puny today. The heat has not addled my brain (since today is cool - under 31 degrees so far) - my brain was addled anyway. It's just a very odd day.