EMDAT

The title has multiple layers of meaning.

First, this post will generally lack cohesiveness. Second of all, I have two papers due in the next week. They will perhaps (though hopefully not) lack cohesiveness as well. And now you know.

Anyway, the presentation is done. I think I did fairly well, though again, I really can’t be sure. At least it’s over. Now I’m on to paper #1, to be turned in by 4:45 on Friday afternoon. That means I have about 42 hours. My professor gave my topic the thumbs-up, so we’re set for lift-off there, now I just need to actually do the work. I wish I did, but I simply don’t have the energy or the desire to really do much on it tonight, but I’m going to force myself to refine my ideas ever so slightly before I go to bed. Tomorrow could be a very long day.

Changing directions completely, I had a very random thought today, and I decided I’d share it. Well, I bought a half-gallon of milk yesterday, and when I opened the refrigerator earlier this afternoon, I noticed the expiration date of my new milk was December 18. This is really nothing special, but for some strange reason, I thought “Hey, on December 18, my semester will be over and I’ll be at home! Sweet!” and I was immediately taken back to my elementary school cafeteria. For the first time in I don’t know how long, probably a good 12 years at the least, I remembered that when I was very young, I used to get excited when the expiration date on the milk carton was beyond the last day of the school year. That’s how I knew summer was almost there. When the milk doesn’t go bad before summer starts, things are looking up. And I’ll take that as encouragement in my current situation. I have no idea why this memory has been locked away somewhere for the last decade-plus, but it was really striking when it hit me today.  I just found it interesting.

And finally, some of you may remember that I posted a video a while back in which someone had taken clips from “The Shining” and made it into a feel-good movie. Well, I’ve now been made privilege to the inverse: someone has made Mary Poppins into a horror film. And I have to admit, it looks pretty terrifying. Come to think of it, Mary Poppins does some pretty weird stuff.

Without further ado, I give you “Scary Mary”: