Monthly Archives: August 2008

The new Bond blog

We are all working on a new blog for Bond. We don’t seem to have mastered the use of templates for the blog, so everything is one big long stream of text and we’re formatting each post individually. This is frustrating because everything is inconsistent.

I’m going through and formatting all the post titles. Josh T sits next to me and tells me that I should hit cmd-B to make the text bold, and I’m insulted that he thought he needed to tell me that. Then Mira has some new ideas for how it should be designed, and we have to reformat it all again.

Haunted House Ghost Story

I’m in an old house, and I’m apprehensive, like the place is haunted. As I walk further into the house, it’s like I’m going back in time. Each successive room or level is like a new time period or century. When I get back to colonial times, I’m deep in the basement and the floors are all dirt.

Outside, Anne has prepared a picnic with food she says that her father made. It’s all really delicious: roasted chicken, greens, chocolate cake. We’re all sticking together because we’re afraid. She points at the trees and says she can see a creature that’s alive and moving towards us, like a ghost. The rest of us all turn to look at the trees, but no one can see it and we say we don’t believe her. Still, everyone is on edge.

We take a group picture, and Sputnik puts her head up so she can be in the photo too. I walk over and sit next to her.

People Die

My aunt tells me that my father has been killed in a car accident. I am shocked and devastated, but I also have the vague sense that I expected something like this would happen. The last time I saw my father, I said goodbye to him, and I felt like I let him know how much I loved him.

I am dating a man and his mother tells me he has been killed in an accident. I am heartbroken. He appears later and I am shocked that he is still alive. I tell him that I was led to believe he was dead, and he replies that sounds like something his mother would do. I tell him that’s sick.

Sleep on It: How Snoozing Makes You Smarter

During slumber, our brain engages in data analysis, from strengthening memories to solving problems

Sleep on It: How Snoozing Makes You Smarter: Scientific American