Observations on a Friday Morning

talonvaki posted a link this morning to the Popstrology site, which asks the musical question “What was the #1 song the week you were born?” For me, the answer is (drumroll please):

Running Bear (Johnny Preston)

This is a song I can truly say I never heard, although by some odd coincidence, I was “Little Running Bear” in Indian Guides when I was young. In fact, of the songs on either side of my week (Marty Robbins El Paso before, Mark Dinning Teen Angel after), the only one I know was the “after” song. Does this mean anything… probably not.


Thanks to the help of a coworker, I finally got the keyboard tray installled on the credenza, and the credenza moved into my office. As with any new piece of new furniture (well, new to me—it has obviously seen better days), it will have some impacts. First, I’ve got to get used to it: I have less table space around my screen, and (at least right now) the screen seems to shake more as I type. It will also cause some larger ripple effects in the office: first, I’m going to clean the office up, and second, I’ll see if I can do a slight rearrangement to get the spacing right in relation to other furniture. Preplanning with paper layouts is never quite the same.


I want to mention how proud I am of my daughter. Wednesday night, she came to me all upset. Her conscience was bothering her. It seems that in class, while correcting another student’s homework, she accidently turned the page to the answers from a unit test. She flipped the page back, but other students kept pressuring her to copy the answers. She kept saying no, but finally succumbed. Another student took that page home. She was all upset about this, worried about losing the teacher’s trust.

We counseled her to destroy the paper as soon as she regained it back, and to tell the teacher the truth about what happened. She did this yesterday. The teacher indicated she wasn’t planning on giving that test anyway, but was even more impressed with S&F’s honesty. She now has more trust with the teacher… plus she learned a very valuable lesson.

Good for her.


Now, off to rearrange the office, and get some work done.

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