No Seminar Tomorrow

There will be no Seminar tomorrow. Instead I will present a demonstration on gerbil juggling. It has not been confirmed yet, but we're trying to get Richard Gere to catch the rodents as only he can.

elevator down

Elevator down! I repeat, elevator down! Dammit, we're not gonna lose this one, do you hear me?! We're not gonna lose this one!

Perhaps I'm being dramatic. Perhaps I'm being foolish. Perhaps I shouldn't have eaten an entire box of Frosted Lucky Meth for breakfast. But the elevator is down. A repair dude will be coming out today.

Speaker

There are still a feces-load of slots open on the speaker's schedule next Monday. Well, there aren't that many open slots left. I just wanted to use the word feces in an e-mail. These are the openings left:

9-9:30 a.m.
9:30-10 a.m.
11:30-noon
1:30-2 p.m.

If you want to take one of these slots, that would be about as groovy as being able to use the word feces in an e-mail.