A TVA ash pond has flooded the Tennessee River valley. This is a huge disaster, but I didn't hear about it through the normal news channels. Why not?

I keep dropping my fork.

There's a canteen at the Sun campus in Burlington, MA. They've called it the Liberty Café, but it serves more than one would expect from a café. They've got a wide variety of food, and the quality is ok.

Occasionally I'll buy food there and walk back to my office to eat it. They thoughtfully provide plastic utensils for that very purpose, so I grab a fork before heading back. However, fumbling with a drink, some napkins, a plastic fork, a container of food, and dealing with badge-accessible doors is a nontrivial task for a klutz like myself, and I invariably drop the fork before making it all the way back. Recently I've been trying a work-around: grab two forks whenever I choose to bring food back to my office.

So now, instead of dropping a fork on the way back, I drop two of them.

I took last week off.

Good: rest and relaxation

Bad: Thinking about my current project anyway

Good: spending time with my kids

Bad: Coming back to a very full inbox

Good: Getting some work done around the house & garden

Bad: sunburn

Good: Spending time with friends I haven't seen in a week

I think I'll end it there on a high note. After all, it's been far more good than not.

Just after midnight in England, and I reckon now is a good a time as any to wish everyone a happy St George's Day, the day Saint George died in the year 303. I guess they'd run out of dragons.