Mora loses another one!

After weeks of truly inspired procrastination, just when it looked like my own personal demon, Mora, would win another round, I came from behind and completed my paper. I admit it was a little too close for comfort. I only had half of it done when I got on the plane with Maeread's mother, Maire (pronounced almost like 'Mora' now that I think of it). We got to Detroit an hour late, thanks to NWA, got a rented car and drove across Michigan. Other than a fortuitous stop at a great German restaurant it was a pretty dull trip. We got to our rooms about midnight and I went right to bed, plotting carefully in my mind exactly what I would have to write today.

Got up early, spent almost the whole day in my room writing the rest of the paper out in longhand - making great use of one of my favorite fountain pens by the way - and got it finished 25 minutes before I had to rush downstairs and deliver it.

It was a great paper. Everyone said so, although they were a little puzzled why the ink was still wet.


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Everyone needs a hobby

Like shoe lace tying!

Something I'm not particularly good at, btw. I blame it on poor training by right handed snobs who didn't understand why I wanted everything 'backwards.'

My niece Ai Linh OTOH taught herself how to tie her shoes before anyone thought she was old enough to be able to learn. It was simple, effective and like no other show lace knot I've ever seen. To this day I don't understand how she does it, but if I read this web site long enough, I will probably find out.

Just goes to show: there is a web site for everything.