Presentations Galore

Today is a day of more feverish working on developing presentations with my researchers.  This is a great meeting for them to go to and present at.... but at this time of the year, it is rather tiresome for this old professor.  Not because I do not like to help them.  Not because it is a bad meeting.  But, just because I am exhausted from concluding the last semester, and I would REALLY prefer to have a couple of days "off" where I can do what I damn well please.  

Unfortunately, that is not the case, as we are under the gun to get our presentations submitted to our graphics office as these presentations THIS TIME are in the form of scientific posters and the graphics center at the U has rather specific, rigid deadlines on how long it take to get the damn things printed.  

I have a (at least to me) funny story I am hoping to bring to you in a day or two.  It is of a long ago memory of my youth.  I was talking about it with a friend the other day, not having thought about it in a long time.  I hope, when I get it down here, it may provide you a chuckle or two.  

I do MISS my pipes.  I miss them all the time.  But, when I am excessively busy, like at the moment, they had always been a soothing, calming friend and help spur me on to continue my work quest.  I miss my friendly pipes.

I am hoping to swim with my wife later, if I can get enough done here.  And, I am hoping/thinking it may be able to be a Taco Tuesday this evening if I am not too tired to make them.  

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