Cranky. Old. Man?

Wow, so yesterday was massive writing day due to having a very slow day (I ended up with a sad rated R Veld story, a semi-philosophical FFX femmeslash, and a silly Vin/Veld based on getting locked out of my house). After writing that sad story yesterday (man, I'd forgotten how emotionally draining in a good way just sitting down and writing until something feels done is) I feel the need to do something cute or graphical. Or both. But today's been busy, so needle therapy will likely be the only thing I have time for. XD Icons should be up sometime, a strange mix. Because I'm weird.

OH AND THE FABULOUS MRS. G HAD LUNCH WITH ME TODAY.

We went to some little bitty house-turned-restaurant that was strangely good, and really cute. We sat out on the porch and chatted for a bit. I ended up talking about costuming and writing, because after the "well, this is what's going on at work" talk, I don't have much of a personal life. XD It's true, but it's not something I regret much, I mean, shit's transitional right now. In this day and age it shouldn't be that shocking to admit that most of my friends I can only keep in contact with by being online. Especially since I'm not in school and one of the youngest people at my company. But it was nice to tell her about costuming, how I'm going to a con, and then this somehow got related to fandom and I told her about phoenixmonthly. She's one of those seriously awesome people that she was kind of fascinated a bit as I told her about some fandom things. I have a tendency to ramble if I'm not careful, but then again, so does she. Which is good, because I still want to be her when I grow up. She's been traveling and basically being fabulous. I cannot describe how much this woman just exudes fabulousity. I felt smart because she hadn't heard of creative commons and as some of ya'll know, I'm kind of an open source crusader, so um. Yeah.

Mrs. G is fabulous because she's passionate about life, and makes me feel passionate about things. I nearly cried when I got back from lunch because I nearly lost that vivaciousness but I realize now it's back. And I'm so thankful to be able to feel again, to really be into something. I mean, that's why I sound so, I don't know, obsessive sometimes. I can't help it. I just... there is always a part of me in what I do, no matter what. I can't distance myself from it, and you know what, it's better that I don't. And I think I can still be like Mrs. G when I grow up. XD

I also have an intern. We have no place to put him so he sits on the floor, but that's ok. While the Minions get paid and have projects of their own and more experience than me, the Intern is in high school, doesn't get paid, and pretty much only answers to me and the bosses. I am so stoked. He's going to help me get a kick start in the higher level game stuff, and I get to do some teaching-ish stuff. I love explaining things! I get to gesture wildly and send him off to copy textbooks for me. SCORE.

Have decided to definitely write more in the vein of On The Maintenance Of Friendships because I like being cheeky. And Mrs. G approves of this type of writing (yeah, she read it. seriously, this woman is awesome). Besides, I haven't gotten to them meeting Barry and Tain, and the deal with kids powering country machines and Percival's wings. It's also practice in the type of worldbuilding I like--subtle, not very full of exposition. Why are connected short stories so much more fun than writing chapters? I'll never know.

~Cendri

P.S. My sidekick and my girlfriend are basically awesome.

P.P.S. Do I lose my nerd license admitting I love articles like this?

Today was gorgeous, decided to put on a dress because it's never warm enough to wear a dress when I want to. XD So glad I sewed the missing buttons back on only a week ago.

So I promised a recap of the highlights from this weekend. Here goes. I'm breaking it up by section as this will be long.

( on ASN, socialization with boys, and doom )

( on antiquing, the historic downtown area, river smelling, and the best weather ever )

( on movies, or the international buffet of viewing pleasure )

tl;dr version: Drank with Aeros, have hat, watched movies. Weather is good.

Also, cool links:

- Documentary fetishism in Battlestar Galactica
- Surf Jams Joker
- Cheap goggles for steampunking

~Cendri

OMFG. ALRIGHT. I TOTALLY NEED TO BABBLE AT MORE PROFESSORS MORE OFTEN.

So.

Since I went and visited Professor Jersey Highwind in his office, because apparently he has office hours anytime he's in there (which meant I simply went up to him at the end of class and said, "HEY WHEN ARE YOU IN YOUR OFFICE" which resulted in some giggles form the prof coming into the class, who is now Professor Boyscout, as he comes up again later in this story). So I showed up, told him about my history project and what I spent last semester doing and that I am basically the Engineer Who Sucks At Math Like Whoa, which resulted in some fabulous discussion and postulation.

Of course, on my way to his office AFTER WRITING HIS OFFICE NUMBER DOWN, I had a dyslexic moment and mixed them up. So, I got lost. In my own damn engineering building. I found an office open with a dude that didn't appear to be doing much (Professor Boyscout, who is apparently one of he department heads?! WAY TO PICK THEM) and he helped me figure it out, and was a little lost himself. He said "ah, good, I got my boyscout deed of the day out of the way before lunch" and also remembered me from class as "being the one who asked Prof Jersey Highwind when he's in his office in such a blunt tone."

ANYWAY.

As a result of fabulous discussion and postulation and then good old JH asking why I suck at class sometimes, he said:

"Hey, since you kind of work in this field, if you have time, why don't you try designing a module for this class?"

My immediate thought was "DO I GET EXTRA CREDIT?" but this is college, and they don't offer that stuff in my classes. However, should I ever be on the borderline between two grades, this helps. After leaving the office, I realized just what I'd been asked.

WHICH FUCKING ROCKS.

Naturally, I decided to talk to Professor History Gast after his class about this development. And like a good hippie with a technical bent, he was naturally excited. And offered to let me use the module as a chunk of my project.

WIN.

I guess the real dilemma is... how do you teach airplane dynamics concepts in an interesting non-book and lecture way? How do you turn the book into a RESOURCE and not a BIBLE? What can I use from work to translate to much more complicated and not entirely grokked problems on my part?

And how can I involve crayons in this??? Come on, like you wouldn't want to play with crayons in class.

Suffice to say, this will be eating my brain for a while.

tl;dr version:

- profs are people too
- if you suck at something, fix it
- i want to play with crayons