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stoutfellowIt's been a busy-ish week or so.
About three years ago, the lock on my front door malfunctioned; I couldn't lock it without major effort, and if I did I couldn't unlock it from outside. On that occasion, I called a locksmith. It only took him about ten minutes to fix it; I watched carefully. Last week, it happened again. This time, I just went and gathered the tools - Phillips screwdriver, can of WD-40 - and, in about ten minutes, had it back in working order.
I still should probably buy a new doorknob. As is, I have two copies of the front door key, one of which I keep at work. I've tried making additional copies for additional security, but either the key or the lock has worn enough that duplicates simply don't work. (I also need to have the weatherstripping around the front door restored, among other weatherizing tasks that now seem necessary.)
I gave the final in my Math History class last night, and will probably grade it tomorrow. One of my students - actually, one of the most promising - didn't show up. He called me today (and e-mailed me as well) in an absolute panic, only calming down when I told him to come in tomorrow at 3:00 to make it up.
One of my Senior Assignment students gave his presentation this morning, and passed easily. (The paper was on the symmedian point of a triangle, the Tucker circles, and the relationship between the two - a very pretty piece of triangle geometry.) I was supposed to give a proficiency test to one student this afternoon, and a make-up final from last semester to another. (He had been unable to take the final for complicated personal reasons, and hadn't gotten things straightened out until now.) Both cancelled - the former, to reschedule for next week, and the latter to concede that he'd forgotten too much in the intervening months. He'll just swallow the 'F' and retake the class this fall. (Who knows? He might retake it from me.)
My other SA student came in to discuss some major revisions to his paper; the initial submission met with a very negative response from the rest of the committee. This is going to take a while.
Meanwhile, on the home front, I've discovered that Buster won't always accept Milk-Bones. Other treats, he'll take gladly, but those he'll sometimes just drop on the floor before walking away. (This evening, he's accepted a couple, but I'm not convinced yet.)
He's begun using Gracie as an early warning system. When I go into the kitchen, it used to be that both would follow me in hopes of treats, but now it's just her. As I putter around, she hovers around my feet; when I reach for the treats, she grows frenzied, dancing and yelping. Only then does Buster deign to enter the kitchen....
Two more days: the make-up for the one student and the take-homes from my Differential Geometry class - due in at 6PM tomorrow - and then a day of grading on Friday. Then I'm (more or less) off for the summer.
About three years ago, the lock on my front door malfunctioned; I couldn't lock it without major effort, and if I did I couldn't unlock it from outside. On that occasion, I called a locksmith. It only took him about ten minutes to fix it; I watched carefully. Last week, it happened again. This time, I just went and gathered the tools - Phillips screwdriver, can of WD-40 - and, in about ten minutes, had it back in working order.
I still should probably buy a new doorknob. As is, I have two copies of the front door key, one of which I keep at work. I've tried making additional copies for additional security, but either the key or the lock has worn enough that duplicates simply don't work. (I also need to have the weatherstripping around the front door restored, among other weatherizing tasks that now seem necessary.)
I gave the final in my Math History class last night, and will probably grade it tomorrow. One of my students - actually, one of the most promising - didn't show up. He called me today (and e-mailed me as well) in an absolute panic, only calming down when I told him to come in tomorrow at 3:00 to make it up.
One of my Senior Assignment students gave his presentation this morning, and passed easily. (The paper was on the symmedian point of a triangle, the Tucker circles, and the relationship between the two - a very pretty piece of triangle geometry.) I was supposed to give a proficiency test to one student this afternoon, and a make-up final from last semester to another. (He had been unable to take the final for complicated personal reasons, and hadn't gotten things straightened out until now.) Both cancelled - the former, to reschedule for next week, and the latter to concede that he'd forgotten too much in the intervening months. He'll just swallow the 'F' and retake the class this fall. (Who knows? He might retake it from me.)
My other SA student came in to discuss some major revisions to his paper; the initial submission met with a very negative response from the rest of the committee. This is going to take a while.
Meanwhile, on the home front, I've discovered that Buster won't always accept Milk-Bones. Other treats, he'll take gladly, but those he'll sometimes just drop on the floor before walking away. (This evening, he's accepted a couple, but I'm not convinced yet.)
He's begun using Gracie as an early warning system. When I go into the kitchen, it used to be that both would follow me in hopes of treats, but now it's just her. As I putter around, she hovers around my feet; when I reach for the treats, she grows frenzied, dancing and yelping. Only then does Buster deign to enter the kitchen....
Two more days: the make-up for the one student and the take-homes from my Differential Geometry class - due in at 6PM tomorrow - and then a day of grading on Friday. Then I'm (more or less) off for the summer.
