What Nerve!!

I apologize for my lack of post yesterday, but Google and Blogspot decided that, for some reason, this blog was SPAM!!! So, I will combine yesterday's post and today's.

Tuesday was relatively slow, I attended an online class of Euclid's Element through Escondido Tutorial Service, which was good, but not particularly exciting, I did not explain any propostions, so my part in class was mostly sitting and listening. After class I went to San Martin Country Park where I worked from 10:30-5:30, then was came home, ate and played football with Alex. This was not the regular game of football. Alex would stand at one end of the lawn holding football, and I would stand facing him, then Al would run, and attempt to get past me, and I would tackle try to tackle him. This would have been great, harmless fun, except the most padding that Al and I were wearing was shorts and T-shirts, so when we stopped playing, we were both very sore. That was about everything of note. Like I said, Tuesday was pretty queit.

Yesterday was mostly more of the same, except instead of Euclid, I studied Plato online, then everything else was the same as Tuesday.

Today, was more fun in a way. I studied Greek this morning, then went to work at SMCP. Instead of coming home after that, I rode the bus to Morgan Hill, and went to work at On The Road Again, which is a British auto restoration shop, for more on why I was there, see www.crhmgb.blogspot.com

On the bus ride home, and while I was working (mopping floors) I listened to a podcast called "TED Talks"which was fascinating, check out their website www.ted.com The IPTP of tonight's bus ride was Countless Tatto Guy, I'll call him Count. Not only were both of his arms covered in tattos, but he had indechiperable tatto words on his neck, and a lipstick impression tatto by where you take your pulse. What made him even more interesting was his willingness and ability to talk with strangers, and make friends even with those strangers. I walked on the bus, and he was talking with a man who I thought he previously knew, based on the passion of their converstation regarding dirtbiking. When the man Count was talking with got off the bus, Count said "Nice meeting you man, give me a call sometime!" Two stops later another man got on the bus, and within 2 minutes they were talking as well. The most interesting aspect of Count's character was the fact that the little boy who was sitting across from Count turned out to be his son, and not once did I see Count speak to his son. Interesting. Here is the link to the web album for pictures of On The Road Again and SMCP. http://picasaweb.google.com/Iskid2astop/101608 Notice the plethora of parts at OTRA.

Update from the MBA tomorrow!!!
For some reason this was not posted last night, I apologize.