In Cold Bleh - and something involving umm... boomerangs...

I’ve been trying for a while to come up with a blog post that might be worth reading, but I’m resigned to the fact that that isn’t going to happen, so I’ll just post something moderately offensive, and curl up on the couch to re-read In Cold Blood.

Given the thesis-related stress that I’ve been experiencing in the past few weeks (months… years…), it may seem a little odd that I’m taking the time to read something with no apparent connection to finishing my degree. As it happens though, I’m traveling to the Midwest in a couple of weeks to work with collaborators at the UMKC - a trip in which I’ll be staying in Kansas - so I consider the book vital background research into understanding the locals. Yeah. That’s it. What a great excuse!

While pondering my trip to Kansas (and trying not to think about the recent issues they’ve had with tornados), it occurred to me that I will be staying fairly close to Lawrence on the day of the NCAA championship. This prospect was (note: was) exciting, because Kansas basketball is usually pretty competitive, and on the off chance they managed to make it to the title game, I would have the wonderful opportunity to watch the Kansas fans watching the game. Sounds like a great party, and it's always entertaining to be around when a whole town loses its collective mind. But, alas, the Jayhawks couldn’t even be bothered to lead me on, and lost in the first round to Bradley. The freakin’ first round! To Bradley! What the hell is that? They call themselves a basketball team?

Now I have nothing to look forward to on my trip to Kansas, except maybe that whole part about working with wonderful collaborators and finishing up work vital to my thesis. Where’s the fun in that? I suppose now to hold out hopes of having any fun, I’ll have to switch my loyalties to (how the hell did they make the Sweet Sixteen?) Wichita State, although I suspect they have a considerably smaller Kansas-wide following. Oh well, when in Rome, right? Go umm… Shockers!

Shockers?

Anyway, since I clearly have nothing of value to say, I will at least make good on my promise to post something moderately offensive. The following is a link to something I found while wandering aimlessly in YouTube. Enjoy the video, I’m going to return to the Clutter family now.



***Disclaimer: Aunt Jo, you probably won’t find this funny, I wouldn’t even watch it if I were you. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.***