Grumblingly reset the alarm several times. Went to school. Bruyn was lecturing on the upcoming test. We're to submit questions. If he makes them up, he'll probably be sadistic.
Next he talked about what we're going to be doing next. ASP, PHP, Perl, CGI, all that fun stuff. JSP. I can hardly wait!
One of our group members had a birthday over the weekend or something. Irving brought in a cake. Candles. Singing. Card. The whole class hung out for a bit.
Then there was the GSU meeting. I am the webmistress, but I as yet have no web and no content. We're doing a calendar, with sexy photos of DeVry. Mr. President wanted to have overtly sexy photos of attractive members of both sexes in tight and/or skimpy outfits, but the Student Services censor said not with the DeVry logo attached. However, photos of attractive DeVry students in educational context, that's excellent. And, if we do a DeVry-focused calendar, the DeVry reps will buy 300 of them.
We're also doing flyers against hate crimes. Current ideas include M&Ms, hands clasped, rainbows, gingerbread people, and probably assorted others. I want to do one with a resistor.
Went to the lab with Mr. Pres afterwards and plotted stuff. Mr. Pres was working on the hate crimes flyers and wound up using cjdoyle
's lego tool/toy. I showed Mr. Help Desk how to do a screen capture.
I then picked up Mr. Ooops "But Mrs. H Said All Club People Go To The Playground" from school, and we went home. We discussed the fact that Thanksgiving is the name of the whole day, not just the meal, so when he saw that ad for the Burger King Cat-in-the-Hat toys, it was on Thanksgiving as well as being Aunt P.'s birthday celebration. Talked about deciduous[sp?] trees, and about how trees get their food. We bogged down on carbon dioxide. Little Fayoumis is used to his solar system learning toy telling him about it being a greenhouse gas on Venus, not about trees using it to make food, so we had to explore the different possibilities there. We never did get much of anywhere on that. I left it at "When there's a lot of carbon dioxide in the air, it holds the heat on the planet, just like your jacket holds heat next to you and keeps you warm." Then he asked me, "Where does air come from?" That was a bit of a stumper. We got a bit into how Earth's air is recycled, and then we moved on to air pressure. A good definition for that, on his level, was "How much the air is squeezed by gravity and other air on top of it. Like, if there's a lot of air on top of the air we're in, there's a lot of air pressure, but if there's only a little air on top of the air we're in, there isn't much air pressure."
Got the message on the machine saying that if we can come up with $500, we can get a car that isn't liable to break if you breathe on the transmission wrong. *wince* *checks wallet* *wince*
Today's going to be a cleaning day for me. I'm finally feeling up to it. I changed out of my school blacks into grey shorts (only worn under skirts, generally) and yellow shirt (expendable).
A cat dropped by, a cat that looks cross between a long-haired tabby and a Siamese. It has blue eyes, tabby face markings, a cream body and cream paws, and a dark striped tail. It's been hanging out by the patio door, and started hooking claws into the screen door. This earned it hisses from me, and so Little Fayoumis got the beginnings of a lecture on conditioning. (He asked if I could tell him something about cats.) I was trying to condition this cat to not scratch the screen by hissing at it; I had conditioned Shammash to not step on keyboards by yelling at him. Furthermore, most cats don't entirely understand English, they just go by the tone of the voice. When marxdarx
yells "I LOVE YOU" at Little Fayoumis in a scary tone of voice, LF knows what it means and it's funny. If you said that to a cat, all they would hear would be the scary voice, and they would think it was bad. If you said "Bad cat, oh, you're such a baaaad cat," to Shammash in a nice voice like that, he would think it was good!
Then Little Fayoumis did his homework.