Bandit the Crayfish

The night before Rachel and I went to the elementary school, we brought the crayfish for the lesson back to the house. One aggressive crayfish had a tub to himself, because he didn't play well with the others. The rest were in a high-sided mop bucket.

I left them in the living room, and took the lid off of the lone crayfish's tub. I'd only put the lid on to keep the crayfish from slopping out into my car, and figured he needed air for the night. I may or may not have done this a few hours after hearing Rachel's childhood story of crayfish escapees in their car. I've got no real excuse other than blatant absentmindedness.

The next morning, as we got ready to load up, we decided to check on them. You know when you just KNOW something has happened, before you have any proof? Well, this didn't really take any ESP skills but, sure enough, the lone crayfish escaped the tub in the night and was loose in the house. Our handy information cards told us they can only live for 10 minutes out of water, so we did a quick look, found no escapee, then hoped we'd have a half a day before he started stinking.

2 hours later, after teaching, the search began in earnest. After staring behind the dishwasher, I was hopeless that we would ever find this critter. Who new there were so many dark hideyholes? While mentally preparing to break the bad news to the housemates, I heard a scratching sound. Finally, a sad, slow, dust-covered crayfish shuffled out from behind the recycling. Dust on his antennae, dust on his pinchers. He almost looked sheepish.

We named him Bandit.

November? Really???

(Going rogue?)

Somehow, October passed by in a blur of TAing, computer time and music. And election nonsense of course. I'm sure I'm not the only one who attended a halloween party with multiple Palins, a couple of husband Todds, and, oddly enough, a few pregnant Bristols (only one of whom was actually pregnant). The pumpkin was even carved in Sarah's honor, and thanks to the "voting booth of horror" I cast the only vote I will ever cast in favor of the Palin family.

(Dai expresses his opinion of my vote)

And while I can't seem to account for October with the "normal" things, there has been plenty of good, live music to make up for it. Hardly Strictly Bluegrass of course, but I've seen a bunch of cheap and great live shows at a seemingly unlikely venue called the Crepe Place. Who knew a restaurant that specializes in beer and thin pancakes stuffed with all good things would have such good taste in music and bring such unlikely groups? We Saw Sean Hayes and These United States play, and Trampled By Turtles is coming through in December.

(Hardly Strictly Bluegrass for hardly strictly few)

November holds promise for entertainment of a different kind. As part of a "communicating science" class, we are working with a local elementary school to teach short science lessons to 3-5 graders. I have the bulk of my lessons coming up, and am excited to see what will become of 30 3rd-graders let loose on a tub of cray fish. I also thought it would be it would be a bigger juxtaposition to teach 8-year olds in the morning, and 20-years in the evening, but mostly I just wish 20-years would get as excited about learning about density as 8-year olds do.

Anyway, posting will continue to be sporadic for the next couple of months, but should pick back up with the holidays and winter quarter. Traveling starts again; I just found out I'm giving a talk for a conference in New Zealand in January!

And a few more halloween pictures, just 'cuz:

(Marge and Moe. Homer was at the (you guessed it) keg.

(Two California Raisins and the lamb of God)(Somebody got a little too into character....)
(Who knew those grapevine skills from high school soccer would be so useful?)