Alacrity

Listening to... The Last Song I Will Ever Write About a Girl- The Ataris
Feeling... naughty, I should be at the radio station right now.

Well, I guess I'm not being good about this, I missed two days of blogging. I did have a good excuse though, I went home on Saturday and the comp at home is really slow. I thought about the blog once while online but it takes so long to do anything, I guess I forgot about it while waiting for other stuff to load.
I was going to have an Austen film fest this weekend, but Hastings back home did not cooperate and the only Austin film they had (and that was in) was Persuasion. This one had not been recommended to me, probably because it is a pretty minor movie, and not very good. It just wasn't "pretty." On the upside, my sister had Emma, so I did get two films in. Emma was much better, and the people and scenery were prettier. Gwyneth Paltrow was not the Emma I envisioned, but I guess until I become a famous casting director, I can't complain. They did a good job of capturing the bulk of the story, without dumbing it down. Persuasion, on the other hand, assumed you had read the book and knew what was going on. I have read the book recently, but anyone else would've been completely lost. They really needed an internal dialogue for Anne or a narrator.

Play MASH online

Funny little diversion... I always play MASH to pass the time when classes get unbearably boring. I found an online version today though, which saves the trouble of pen and paper. I'm glad laptops are not widely used in the classroom, or I would never listen in class. I would just play online.
I saw a guy in my I/O psyc class with a laptop playing old-skool Mario Bros. during the lecture. It was almost as distracting for me as it was for him and his friend. I don't know how people like me will learn when class gets completely integrated online. It's bad enough that some profs want me to just make notes on print outs of their Power Point presentations. I learn by writing, so when notes are ancient history, I'll be lost. I think I'm far enough along that I can get stuck in my ways without too many consequences. Am I an old enough dog to refuse to learn new tricks?