I skipped spaghetti night and have started painting the basement ceiling. Color=white primer. Fortunately, I can use a roller. Unfortunately, there are lots of nails. Fortunately, I can still make good progress, but not great progress. Unfortunately, this primer stuff really sticks to your hands.
Now, it's off to the car place to drop off the car.
I gave the clutch place the wrong work number. Doh!!!! Well, they'll have it done tomorrow. $600. Looks like I take the bus home. (I do love the fact that I can get home on mass transportation. I was such a smartie to move where I did.)
I keep reading the school history. The person keeps going on about where all the modern schooling comes from and I really don't care. What I do care about is what previous generations expected from their children, how people learn, and more useful ways to think about and act about learning.
This continues to reinforce my thought that college is about academics, and the best school for business is business itself.