November 18th, 2003

Sierra Night

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Got through my mammalogy quiz yesterday (Carnivora: all felids, all canids, skunks, walrus, eared seals, earless seals, and mustelids) and started studying for the next one. This week will be our last lab with new material (Perisodactyla and Cetariodactyla), so that's a relief.

A walrus skull, by the way, is huge. It's like a 40-lb bone ball with tusk holes.

Also finished my BS writing assignment for my colloquium class.

I've been putting birdseed out on my roof so I can watch the birds from my window. I'm hoping for quail, but so far it's been mostly house sparrows. I was walking out of the garage with my bicycle yesterday, and after I closed the door behind me, I was standing in front of it, next to a bush, rolling up my pant cuffs a little.

All of a sudden there's this huge flapping in the bush...something a little bigger than a quail. It suddenly came barreling out, did a neat U-turn in front of me, and took off across the yard...with a sparrow in its talons.

American kestrel. I'd been less than a meter away.

Just Said No to most homework last night since Tyler and I went out to the Mongolian Grill with Kim, and then invited her over for ice cream, which turned out to be a long hang-out and catch-up session, since we've barely seen her all year. I would have liked to get more work done, but it was definitely worth it to spend time with Kim.

Biking to class yesterday was a huge pain, as a result of the 30 mph gusty headwind that was screaming down the bare fields. Biking home was nice and easy, though. :) I think they're predicting the same for today.

When I got up this morning, before dawn, the whole sky was covered in thick clouds and was a deep, dark slaty blue...except for one tiny bare sliver between the edge of the clouds and the top of Paradise Ridge, which was brilliant yellow.

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Spackle on the Wall of Shame

You are the grammar Fuhrer. All bow to your
authority. You will crush all the inferior
people under the soles of your jackboots, and
any who question your motives will be
eliminated. Your punishment is being the bane
of every other person's existence, because
you're constantly contradicting stupidity.
Everyone will be gunning for you. Your dreams
of a master race of spellers and grammarians
frighten the masses. You must always watch your
back. If only your power could be used for good
instead of evil.

What is your grammar aptitude?
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It included a picture of Hitler, but I opted not to include that.

It's kind of nice to have a quiz result footer that's not packed with grammatical errors ("Your a purple unicorn!!!").