You Ought To Be In Pictures
In September the library here is having a self-promotion week. As part of this, a guy from the Media Lab is making a movie about how the library operates. The film is a spoof of educational films from the 1950's; black-and-white, silent, but with a narrator.
I'm the narrator.
I was just goofing off one day, speaking in funny voices, and the reference librarian who's head of the committee planning the promotion events heard me and asked me to do it. I said sure.
They might eventually post it on-line, so if they do, I'll make sure I include a link to it.
Tonight is the dinner at the director's house I'm taking my mother too. Hope that goes well.

Classes, Parents . . . Good Grief
My classes started last week. They're all in public history at NCSU in Raleigh, which was part of my rationale behind buying a new car. I have to drive twenty miles and back twice a week. But it seems like the classes will be more interesting than the ones I've had at Central.
I found out recently that a couple hotels in town offer employees of this uni. a pretty good discount. I got the idea to offer to get my folks a room if they wanted to visit, so they wouldn't have to drive down and back on the same day. Friday evening there is a dinner at the director's house, and I mentioned it to my folks. I never thought they would want to go, and in fact my dad didn't. But my mother was all over the idea and wanted to go. I was shocked. I've realised they've changed. Partly because of their age, I guess, and partly because of what they've been dealing with. They don't react to things the way they used to.
So I lied to my parents. I told them I could only bring one person. I thought that when they heard that my mother wouldn't want to go any more. My dad's reaction was to tell me to take my mother, and he and my brother would eat somewhere on their own.
I'm resigned to taking her now. Hell, let her feel like dang queen for a day. They haven't been to visit me in two years.
But this is all contingent on my brother getting someone to cover his shift at his convienience store job. If he can't they won't come. I'd love to have my folks visit but this has turned into such a mess I'm hoping they don't.