I had at least three thoughts

but I don’t remember any of them.

I was working in San Diego today. On a very tight schedule. I was thinking thoughts, but couldn’t write them down. I was going to blog about them. They seemed blog-worthy.

But I have forgotten.

I spent the evening studying the PMBOK.

My neighbor, who wants to get her california teaching certificate, came over to study.

“This is ridiculous. Why do I have to learn this stuff? ‘Sausserre asserts that the word and its referent are arbitrarily connected’?”

“You don’t have to learn things. You have to pass through the arbitrary hoops that the academic system demands. And so will your students. So taking this test makes you qualified to demand arbitrary knowledge from your students.”

We studied for an hour, and then had a glass of wine.

Chris was off playing basketball with his league. He came home and was telling me about it.

“You’re not listening. Should I not talk to you?”

I looked at him. “I have had a glass of wine. I am listening, but slowly.”

“What are you doing?” he wanted to know.

“Blogging.”

“You’re drunk blogging!”

I wish I could remember the three interesting thoughts I had.