Geothermal Energy and Square-dancing Sparrows

It's been a week already of work, and what a week. I've gone to a meeting at the Aquarium, met some of the people Kate collaborates with on projects, watched and logged hours of footage on Guatemalan birds, and I've become a pseudo-expert on geothermal energy (which I researched for a National Geographic project on alternative energy). Seriously, ask me anything.

A typical work day for me starts at 7 when I roll out of bed and into gym clothes and drag my father to the gym so I can get a ride. I have to be changed and showered and at the bus stop by 9 or I get to stand around and wait another half-hour for the bus (more on that later). I get to work at 10, leave around 5, come home and sit on my ass for a while until dinner and bedtime. Last week someone decided that it was going to rain every day, all day, which was especially fun Wednesday when on the way home I got to my second bus in time to see it pull away from the curb ahead of me. I ended up walking for half and hour in the rain rather than wait around and scream. I ended up catching another bus later on in the route and turned the floor into a veritable swimming pool. I don't think the people I sat next to were very happy with me.

Work is... work. Kate works pretty much by herself, which means she has total control over her projects, but not so much company. I can't tell if she even eats lunch, so so far I've gotten to sit by my lonesome nibbling and reading or looking out the window. It isn't so bad, I just like to be a bit more social.

To end this rather uninteresting post, I'm going to tell you a joke that was on my yogurt the other day. It's about that new animated film, Cars, and I guess one of the characters is named Mater.

If Mater had feet, what would he be called?

Come on, you've got to at least try to guess first.

Seriously. Try.



A toe truck!


Yeah, that totally made my day.

Love you all,

Me