Tomorrow morning looks ugly, Friday morning looks ugly, and Saturday morning looks ugly. I will, I swear, eventually make it to work five days in a row in 2015. There’s some sort of weather warning thing for tomorrow, too; not a lot of snow, but nasty blowy crazy shit that’s going to blind everyone. I don’t think it’s likely that we’ll be home, but it’s far from impossible.
Today was exhausting, guys. I spent some time teaching today, because reasons, and holy hell am I out of practice– not for the instruction itself, but the physical act of projecting my voice to fill a room. My wife noticed I was hoarse right away when I got home, and my throat still hurts. And I was not raising my voice– just speaking to be heard, something I really haven’t had to worry about much this year. Most of the time when I’ve had to fill a room, it’s been of the “speaking quietly so that you understand your life is in danger” variety, which doesn’t hurt my throat but is the wrong tone for instruction.
Also, They Might be Giants released a free live show of the entirety of Flood today, which I am listening to as I’m typing this and all of you should have. It is the best thing that happened today. It’s in reverse order from the album, which I find hilarious.
That’s all I’ve got. I have to watch The Walking Dead with my wife before I go to bed and honestly I may not make it. G’night.