Screaming. (mostly, from Carter, although Archie’s got some lungs on him) Hitting. (Carter) Kicking. (Carter) Some sort of strange method of using backpacks as weapons, all in the back seat. (both) More, much more screaming (Carter) During which Mommy (strapped into the front of the car already) tries: Guys? OKAY GUYS Let’s take a minute [...]
What’s Up, Doc(toral consortium)?
Nope, I didn’t get into the CHI doctoral consortium (“Deadlines are for wimps”). Got that expected unhappy news Tuesday afternoon. I’m still going—after all, IU has five student teams participating in the student competition—and have some small hope for moving up the food chain to land a student volunteering gig (and the comp-ed conference fees). [...]