Feels

I can't believe how much this new Animal Collective album has messed me up. It's just so so so so very. It changes everything. I can only speak in cliches, so I better shut up about it.

Tired

Man, I'm running ragged these days. Kids are waking up at night, both of em, and I'm over my head with school trying to prepare a novel unit. I've had two kids getting up in the night--these days it's June who's the worst, telling us she's cold, she needs to tinkle, etc. She even made C change her pj's last night.

Hyper-speed dating

I was just reading some blogger's post about speed dating and it gave me an idea for hyper-speed dating, because for most people, you don't even need to actually meet and talk to know whether the date should continue.

In h-speed dating, you only need to look at the participants for a few moments each before deciding whether to continue with the "date." Who are the participants? Anyone you look at. In a bar, on a bus, you could rip through dozens of people in a matter of minutes. It sounds rather efficient to me. Maybe I should try to trademark that name.