I'm pretty sure that CNN and IBM are not reading my blog, but on the slim chance they have googled their way over here....
I don't stay on websites which make me watch commercials before every video. My time is too precious. Also, I just want to put it out there that if they show me the same annoying commercial for their Watson MRI what evers and aggravate my genius level intellect by reminding me how inaccurate MRIs are because actual human technicians have to read thousands of images to get a result (And what the freak is up with the creepy close ups of eyeballs? Did I really need to see a pupil contract?) then I am way less likely to find myself strapped down in an MRI machine, since the company which makes MRIs has just told me how unlikely it is that what ever ails me will be seen by the overworked technician with the human eyes. AND I have fabulous insurance, so don't you want me to get an MRI? Okay IBM? CNN? Moderate the amount of ads. And IBM, way past time for a new ad company, because also, the soundtrack? That strange thumping noise? Does not sound like a cure, it sounds like getting sick, and that is not the association you want.
rant over
In other news, we have had some serious rain here in utopia and it makes me nervous about floods. In 1955 there was a horrible flood which affected a good deal of New England and I just mentioned it to Josh who said it might be time for another one and now I have been stuck in the house for 2 days listening to the rain battering the roof. The lake is as high as I have ever seen it, it's kind of cold for summer, we have a "not cool in flood situations" walk out basement, and I just wish I could go outside and restore my vitamin D levels.
I decided to be obnoxious this morning and allow sweet pea to bark at the fishermen who float annoying close to our dock, leaving their fish hooks dangling from our bushes when they get stuck in the branches and can't be reeled back. A nice relaxing canoe ride will take care of that. I have a little collection of rusty fish hooks with pokemon floating balls and nasty gummy worm baits in the shed.
Other than raining fishermen I am great. My first new town friend who moved away a year ago came up for a visit and her kids and Josh fell right back into place, and she and I fell right back into place and we had a totally lovely 24 hours. But now I am ready to get back to work with my book, which I have been planning in my head so as not to make any mistakes and waste any precious over priced two sided photo paper. Right now I am trying to decide how I am going to thank all of the people who participated in my graduate education, should I name them all or just give a general shout out? I feel like if I name them all I will forget someone and be upset about it, so I think I will do the gracious and tasteful general shout out. I also want to thank my three classmates who were (are ) my friends but left the program and are still in my life and I miss so much. I suspect that is not going to go over well with the program director, but I am going to do it anyway. It's my book and once I dance away from campus with my diploma in hand I am on my own anyway, so whatever.
I still have to find time to get a tiara to wear to graduation. It's going to be my thing.
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