i may need some kind of typists’ wrist-brace or something. . . . my wrists are getting sore, and i sometimes have trouble picking up large books like i should be able to. . . . :-(
i don’t even know where I’d get something like that, or what to look for in one. Anyone? Maybe I should’ve asked the nurses in my class that ended last week. . .
Gaelic Storm have posted their tour schedule for the next ten months. . . . they’re playing three times in Dayton, Ohio this month, but there’s not a single date in Michigan in the next year. ::sulk::
For Canada Day, the CBC had a “Canadian History Quiz“. The Dominion Institute did a 20-question survey of 1,000 Canadians, and only one got every question; 2/3 got fewer than half the questions right. I got 13, though some were purely on dumb luck. (via ::schwagbag::)
Meanwhile, in England, the Blair government’s “Antisocial behaviour tsar” (I swear I’m not making this up), Louise Casey, is facing an investigation following allegations that she delivered a foul-mouthed after-dinner speech to an audience of chief police officers.
. . . . Take that, Alanis! (doncha think?)
I got really bored Monday—no work and no school make for a fidgety Juicy—and went for a rather long bike ride (uses Google Maps, which is not compatible with some browsers). The ride down Packard through Pittsfield Township was not so much fun—it’s posted “No Winter Maintenance”, but some spring maintenance at least’d be nice—apparently the signs not only mean “we’re not going to clear the snow in the winter” but also “we’re not going to fix how fucked up the sidewalk gets because of the snow we aren’t clearing, either”.