Wednesday, November 8th, 2006 - c. 6:36 PM PST

Not much to say today either. But one important note: I have just downloaded a Bernstein musical analysis on Beethoven's 3rd, Dvorak's 9th, Schumann's 2nd, Brahms's 4th, and Tschaikovsky's 6th.
"That chord is a fact. Beethoven always started with a fact--an axion."--Leonard Bernstein, Bernstein: The 1953 American Decca Recordings.

Tuesday, November 7th, 2006 - c. 5:37 PM PST

-Today, I had my usual morning cup of tea with Melinda for the first time.
-Just remembered I have Friday off.
-I took a piece of a very healthy looking creosote bush they have by the Chevron gas station; now I just have to wait to get sick, and I'll be able to try it!
(Note to self: m messages kept, ref.)

Monday, November 6th, 2006 - c. 6:32 PM PST

Not much to say today. I'll just list things off...
-Jasmine, from Entmoot, added me on MyYearbook. With a full array of their equivilent to my message board's Karma feature, which is by the way multifaceted in itself.
-I got a message on myspace from someone who recognized my profile as me. Now, oddly enough, she's only seen me at the gas station where I go to get tea every morning.
"A paradox, a paradox. A most ingeneous paradox. Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!"--Random opera I heard recently.

Sunday, November 5th, 2006 - c. 9:45 PM PST

On Saturday and today I went to the Living Desert as usual. On Saturday, I took Glen's nature walk. This week it was a surprisingly large group. I guess the cooler months attract more people (most of them probably part of our annual influx of snowbirds), but I have yet to confirm that as I've only observed such a large group once. The main group decided to watch the Wildlife Wonders show, but I ended up breaking off with three people (Kim, Donald and I think Linda), and took them through the Africa section, telling them what I could about African botany and also the animals therein. (For my future reference, Kim was from Barstow, and the others were from Victorville.) That night, my dad and I went to the Palm Springs Car Show, which is the first Saturday of every month. We didn't win the raffle, but there wasn't that much in the way of useful stuff, and all of the things I wanted were in the first group and claimed instantly.
Last night and early this morning, I had trouble sleeping; I think my classical station was too loud. Ergo, I had trouble "unsleeping" this morning. I was able to make it to TLD by 10:30. I took the Geology Walk, led by Docent Bob Williams (who is teaching me to lead it so I can lead it on Saturdays). My dad went with me. I think a few more weeks of it and I'll be able to lead one. Later on I ended up borrowing a field guide to N. American lichen species and a book simply titled "Southern California" from the Docent library. Being the first Sunday of the month, it was also time for the Jr. Volunteer meeting. The usual people showed up, including but certainly not limited to Alex, Carla, Johnathan, Abbey, and Jeevan.
Our "new" boss, Sarah Winer, is now my old boss. She recently accepted a zoo keeping position, and now will be taking care of my two raven friends, Mukat and Poe (whom I now refer to colloquially as "the birds" because it seems to be a popular title for them). Congratulations, Sarah! Our new-new boss is Bobby Sizemore (sorry if I spelled his name wrong).
I'm continuing the Spectrum series...

SPECTRUM
Volume II

Anyone hear about the Esperanza fire in Cabazon? Before now I'd never heard the term "Serial Arsonist." What kind of obzokie sithspawn would do a thing like that?
In other news, Saddam Hussein was sentenced to death for "crimes against humanity," according to Wikipedia's news section. No comment.
As a bit of trivia, the school that Bonnie Garcia made her infamous statements in was my school. I didn't hear about it until my dad pointed out the article.

Long Absence!

Well, I've been gone a long time, but I finally remembered my username!
I've done a lot this summer, but I'll have to sum it up:
-Kansas w/mom and Ed for Vic & Rhonda's wedding
--McPherson, KN
--Met Rhonda's family.
--Passed through Nevada, Utah, Colorado, Kansas, Oklahoma, Texas, Arizona, and Nevada again.
--First time entering Utah, Colorado, Kansas, Oklahoma, and Texas.
-Orlando, Florida trip w/ mom and Ed
--First flight, American Airlines
--Listened to the airplane's Aaron Copland CD at least five times.
--Saw my house from the air (or at least a blob in the approximate location of my house).
--Orlando International: shaped like a ziggurat.
--Stayed in Disneyworld, at the Carribean Beach Resort, in the Jamaica section.
--First few days:
---Spent the day in EPCOT with mom and Ed. We spent the entire time going through the areas surrounding the sphere.
---Mom broke her foot that evening in hotel room.
---Second day out: Went to emergency room the next day, where it was confirmed.
---I went to EPCOT alone, and walked around through the countries.
---One of the days, she and Ed went to the doctor for further examination. I took the time to explore the Carribean Beach resort to its fullest. I walked accross the island and all through its side paths, around the lake, back past the island, around the other side of the lake up to the bridge, then across the bridge and as far as I could go along that part of the lake before the path turned back along the road.
--One of the later days they surprised me by taking me to the Kennedy Space Center. The story was that they were going to see the Florida lawyer they'd been referred to, so I thought it checked out. Anyway, we got the full tour, including a motor coach trip through down the long road, around the assembly building and the crawler-transporter, and to an overlook of Launch Pad 39 A (at the time Space Shuttle Atlantis was on Pad 39 B, which was only slightly farther). Then, we were let off at the Saturn V center, where we watched a video on the Saturn V, etc., and were ushered into a gargantuan warehouse where a Saturn V was suspended from the ceiling. It was the most awe-inspiring thing I've seen since a distant nighttime missile test over the Pacific. I got a free button, too, from the tour guide, whose name I've forgotten.
A note on the space center: the security is unbelieveable! Even the airport wasn't so thorough, and we returned from Florida the day after the ban on carry-on liquids.
--The EPCOT firework show was impressive, but not exactly what I'd hoped for. The opening composition was very befitting, but the latter, very Disney-ish song was sickening: both my mom and I deplore Disney music. I think the 1812 Overture, Wellington's Victory, or something like that would have been more appropriate.
--I collected a bunch of pins from the countries showcase, nearly doubleing my collection.
--I bought a box of Twinings Lapsang Souchang from the Twinings store in "London". Ugh! Very disappointing. I don't know what Chrys finds so enjoyable about it.
-New boss at the Living Desert: Sarah Winer.
-Rachael, a girl who some time ago came up to me in the Butterfly House asking about being a volunteer, is now volunteering. I'm proud of my accomplishment: I've influenced someone's choice.
-I'm now a Sophomore in high school.
-Mukat and Poe are doing good as always.

Tuesday, May 23rd, 2006 c. 12:20 PM PDT

Stardust Mark Two has begun! I was the first non-moderator to post when I joined on Wednesday, the day of the launch of Mark Two of the website. I am the highest poster still, unless some maniacal zealot has joined since yesterday. I also met someone named John, who is also at least as exceptionally smart as me *beams* (and certainly more intelligent and quicker-learning. Kudos, John!). I got him to join Active Worlds. Anyway, the actual project is still in preparation.
I recently e-mailed a Berkeley professor in physics, Richard Muller, who as I may have mentioned podcasts the lectures in his class, Physics for Future Presidents. It's really neat to listen to. He originally theorized Nemesis theory. Ironically, conversation up to this point has seemed to center around MP3 players and Rhapsody in Blue.
My new headphones are already going. And I don't even listen to anything loud! I payed six dollars for it two weeks ago Saturday, and it's already going! That's expensive...for me.
Among other malfunctioning devices, I got my green astronomy laser on Friday, and it doesn't work. Spast! Now I'm upset. We're returning it Friday via postage. However, the 'bonus laser' that came with it, an 'executive red laser pointer'--the one I have absolutely no use for--works great. Baxter's sure been getting a workout.
I also got my lab coat, yesterday. Ordered an embroidered lab coat from Lydia's Uniforms. I think next time I'll order from a science website rather than a medical website.
The next thing I order online will likely be a shirt that says "WANTED Dead or Alive: Schroedinger's Cat."
Spock is back on Entmoot, overmoderating as usual. He really goes to far. Every thread I create he padlocks. Where has just law gone? I think he violates the rules. If you're reading this, Spock, I say lighten up. If you don't stop this current trend, you'll live to regret it when no one likes you. I still do, but I think you are no longer fit to be a moderator. I say that here because I know that if I said that there, my post/thread would disappear.
However, regarding this whole moderator problem, I'd like to say this: Lotesse et. al., you're going to far. Your leaving has let him win and made you look bad. And I'm disturbed that many of you blame other or all moderators to be in league with him and talk behind their backs.
I visited Mukat--attempted to visit Mukat--for a total of four hours on Saturday. I spent most of my time in there. The alpha-raven Poe, who you may remember from such chilling poems such as "The Raven," had a sudden change of heart and now can't get enough of me. Every time I'd get a chance to talk to Mukat, Poe would scare him off. I wasn't ready to pet Poe because, after all, he did bite me. It was still trippy. Sunday, to my surprise, I came in to see a duck bathing in the stream. Only it wasn't a duck: it was Mukat. He was soaked in water. Later that day, Poe almost fell asleep on the fence post next to me.
This weekend is the final Starry Safari. On Friday, there's one for the local Braille Institute. This will be interesting. Perhaps one might be one of mom's students, from her Mosaic class, because some of them are coming down from LA. Also, I got a call from Christene at 12 noon, twenty minutes ago at the time of writing, saying something about Saturday. Is there one on Saturday night as well? I'm not sure I want to go two full days without my morning shower. Perhaps I'll ride my bicycle home on Saturday morning, then get a ride from my dad back. He won't be happy about all of that driving, and I don't blame him.
Now, I'd like to comment on several things. From here on, if I do, I will create a section at the bottom of each blog called Spectrum. I'm beginning to feel that I've become too out-of-touch with the world's news, and now I've got a gun (.44 Magnum!) to my own head ordering myself to prove to you...that you'll soon be wrong! I come out ahead anyway, because I need practice with my Roman numerals.

Spectrum
Volume I

My first comments involve America's role in the middle east. For all Americans, this is an ever-present, pervasive, and extremely controversial subject matter. First, I'm going to sum up my current beleifs, because one day I'm going to lookback on this and say, "Wow, I remember that!" and go off to tell the story to my grandkids, still back on Earth, via my holographic rocking-chair. I'm sure many of us will share this history, just as we share it as a now, although for some of us sooner than others. Second, I really doubt that my opinions would be recorded, albiet recognized, any other way.
First and foremost, the war in Iraq. We are freeing the Iraqis (taking our sweet time, at our convenience)from totalitarian control and setting it in democratic control. We're fools for doing so. Granted, we are doing the right things, and many Iraqis are glad for it, but we're doing them for all of he wrong reasons. What is this reason? Oil. Oil is the spice of Arrakis. Of course, our leaders say it was to "fight terror," which is odd because Iraq had nothing to do with September 11th, 2001, nor any other known terrorist acts. Now I'm not saying that it was wrong to free the iraqi people; I'm all for it. But I wish we could have done it for that reason, rather than as a cover-up for our real reason, the oil.
And now that we've almost finished our exaggerated role in Iraq, we're now worried abou Iran. This makes me worry about who's running the government. Where are some scientists to give national advice? Oh, that's right! We took all of their funding and left them in the dirt to be trampled on. There's no threat from Iran. As Richard Muller said, and I've been thinking, their Uranium is as enriched as it takes to build a fission reactor, and no more.

Tuesday, May 16th, 2006

I still haven't updated the actual blog.
Latest weather: finally real desert weather! Hot, dry days like it's supposed to be. It's mostly been near 90° Fahrenheit, but I'm guessig that by June, it will be in the hundreds, and by mid to late June up to 120° or so.
Lunch with my Grandma on Saturday went surprisingly well. We might have finally worked things out.
I need to get a slide rule. I hope they sell them at regular office stores, now that I know how to use one.
Finally got my haircut. No longer have hair in front of my ears. Really, how can people live with it?
I've gone back to Entmoot.
What's a good modern composer? Can someone comment me a good modern composer. You know what I'm looking for: one of those extreme maximal scores. Help?
Ack! My damn school is playing music really loud. I can't hear Rhapsody in Blue. Did I ever get a choice of music? No!
A new resident of Quantum Town, Iceman, built the AWVFD in the town. He also built a black hole in my park, and quantized the town, partially under my supervision. The next day (Saturday night) I fixed the town, and also built a long underground tunnel leading to an underground "fallout shelter" (I was also putting large pieces of grass replaced with the "snow1" texture and turning major parts of the town into ice--an idea inspired by Iceman--to make the town, which I'm surrounding with mountains, have an ice age.)

Friday, May 12th, 2006

Wow, maybe I'll finally update my blog today! Today's entry won't me much of an addition, but it will be interesting.
Our presentation in English on Wednesday went well. It was on the Cyclopes adventure, from the Odyssey. I was the narrator. I only slipped up once! I was caught off guard, and read, "Narrator: The men were fearful of the mighty man." Nevertheless, Jenna wrote an exemplery script, and I typed up an exemplery copy. Angel's backgrounds (and appearence as Oddysseus) was superb. The rest of the group was good, too, and I'm sorry that I forget their names.
Yesterday I found out it's not too expensive to own an Active World world. I can get a P30 (360 square klicks), extending to 30 units lat./long. North, South, East, and West, for $90 per year, plus a one-time $69.95 world licensing fee. Additionally, Andrew will get a free citizenship. In return, I'll ask that he contributes 50% to all world-related costs, plus 50% of my citizenship. If he or I get anyone else interested, world expenses will be divided three ways, while the third person would have to pay for their own citizenship. When I get enough money, I'll then take on paying the $6.95 a month as my own. He returned my call, but my awful speaker made it near impossible to understand him. I need a new cellular phone, I think. Just not yet...
Anyway, I don't have enough money to make it public. The cost to allow tourists is some $50 or so extra. It's sad, because I want to cater to friends, many of whom refuse to pay. If I had enough people interested (say, ten), I could have a world twice the size plus tourists. Oh well, at least I'll be prepared for when I do have that kind of money. Everything will have been built and improved upon.
During my digital art class, all of the art classes had a major exhibit of student art set up in the cental hallway (which is otherwise used as storage). Some were pretty amazing, and I one photo, called "Mine Eyes", taken by Clay Fessier, as my favorite. It was a black and white picture of someone's (the artist's?) eyes, with someone (the artist?) reflected in them. They took the picture of the eyes from such close proximity that whoever it was was crosseyed.

Sat. & Sun., May 6th & 7th, 2006

Well, I have a long story to MAKE short. I'll break the weekend of May 6th and 7th to make it easier.

Saturday, May 6th, 2006:
My dad dropped me off at the Living Desert at 7:50 AM before leaving to Pomona to watch the races with Jack, Andrew, and Justin. This put me there before Rosemary, which is definitely a first. I stayed and chatted with Rosemary and Christene (who had just returned from the Friday night Starry Safari and had spotted a newborn Addax).
Having nothing to do, I went to go visit Mukat in the aviary. He saw me right away, but ignored me until Alex brought his Starry Safari group in. After they left, he hopped over to me and stayed for some time. I decided to work on my Corvid-speak, and managed to learn several phrases (despite lacking the right vocal cords and beak) throughout the time before the Jr. Volunteer meeting.
The meeting, which started at 12:30, was extremely short. There weren't very many people there, either. Carly Valenzuela won the Volunteer of the Month award (which Laura aptly renamed as the Sharp as a Cactus award hereout).
After the meeting, on my way out the North exit of the Education building (by the picnic tables), I passed a family eating a large lunch. Taking little thought on it, I was stunned when these people--not one of whom had I ever seen before in my life--invited me to lunch. At first I was reluctant, but I changed my mind rather quickly when I found out that much of the food was imported from Europe. Among the food they had was some sort of Dutch cheese, various lunch meats, some strawberries, and some perfect, ripe red tomatoes. They were quite glad to have me eating with them, and it turned out it was a birthday party for "grandma", who was from Germany. It was so spontaneous that one of them whispered "grandma's" name, Elizabeth, to me just before singing "Happy Birthday." She actually kept working through the song! It was real funny. Afterwards, they gave me a slice of the best berry-cheesecake I'd ever had, and some German thing made out of solid chocolate filled with a soft chocolate, almost like cake iceing but it wasn't sickening sweet like iceing, and a piece of some sweet bread sealing up the bottom. They gave me their leftover Dutch cheese, a tomato, and some orange juice. In return (I wish I could have done more), I took them through North America (stopping to visit the hopital--Nick was working there--and taking them to see and pet Mukat) and Eagle Canyon.
After thanking them several times, I went to the main gift shop (it used to be called The Tortise Shelf, but they renamed it Plaza Gifts *gag* a while back) and bought a fancy wooden walking stick with a matching whistle and a built-in compass. Then, back to Nick, and I talked with him as we left for education.
Starry Safari went well. It included two troops of Girl Scouts and several individuals. It was wonderful; not only was everyone on time and everything on schedule, the girls were extremely well behaved, especially when compared with some of last week's Cub Scouts. This time, I was also able to sit and enjoy the fire.
I slept good, too. I got the five-man tent all to myself, and better yet, I was far from everyone else, so I didn't have to hear anyone.

Sunday, May 7th, 2006
Breakfast exceptional!
I spent nearly two hours straight with Mukat plus several other visits. Then I went to the Docent Library, where Carin was eating a salad. I saw it and went to go buy one, but she gave me five dollars for the salad and a drink. (If you ever go to TLD, remember that the drink alone is $2.95. My discount is supposed to be only 20% off, but I won't complain.) So, I bought a Caesar salad and a bottled Starbucks Mocha Frappuchino.
I didn't work either. Though I was scheduled for the Kraal during the afternoon, I figured that four juniors and a docent were sufficient to run the Kraal, and "five's a crowd." So, I went to visit Mukat. I spent a real long time with him again.
I had brought a drink to visit the aviary--for myself. I sat on the bench, and both Mukat and Poe hopped over. Poe saw my cup, and apparently liked it. So much so that he grabbed it (with his beak), spilled it, then took the cup with him. He presently destroyed it. At least I have a new suggestion for the enrichment people!
About an hour later, I was in the aviary still, and each of the ravens were sitting on either side of me. Mukat was asking for attentionnas usual, while Poe just stared at me, beak open. For a second, I was giving my full attention to Mukat, but when I turned back to Poe, he had his beak open with my hand, which I was resting on the bench, just in front of it. Busted. Seeing that he had lost the element of surprise, he bit down. Ouch! Then hopped off to go beat and peck my cup some more. Punk! What did I ever do to him? I came out ahead, anyway. Again, for no known reason, he ripped out his own feather and after tearing it up a bit, left it. So, I added it to my hat, since it's obvious that if you rip out your own feather, you don't need it.
I then went to the Hospital and talked to Lorraine, a volunteer.

Thursday, May 4th, 2006 c. 12:10 PM PDT

Well, I'll be at The Living Desert on Saturday! The drag races didn't work out. My cousin, Andrew, who has a major hand in the survival of my websites (Hah, he's my only active member. Hehe! *silence*) was going to be there, but some punk broke in and ramsacked the house and stole some stuff, including the poor kid's life savings. *takes out .44 Magnum and fires several shots at theives while still chewing lunch* Anyway, they might not be going. I have to go to the Jr. Volunteer meeting anyway, and probably to the Starry Safari on Saturday night. I'm still trying to figure out how I'm going to get all of my stuff up that hill. I'll probably strap my sleeping bag to my bicycle rack, and wear my backpack. Frame pack?

Wednesday, May 3rd, 2006 c. 12:20 PM PDT

I don't have much to say today. Right now, I'm at lunch listening to a band, of teachers I think, and they're not bad. I think my eccentric geography teacher is the drummer. I can't tell because I've only seen him with sunglasses once, and have never seen him wearing a tank-top.
This brings me to something I really ought to say now. Many people think I like classical music and ONLY classical music. This is not the case. I prefer classical--I like it more--but I also like rock. To certain extents, that is. Other genres I like include Jazz, and the local country (such as that band at the TLD volunteer appreciation dinner that played "The Road to Indio" among other things).
Oh, I just saw the drummer. It's him. They're playing Metallica now, not sure what the name of the song is, but I hear it all the time and it goes, then "off to Never Neverland. I'd apreciate it if someone would give me the name. Speaking of which, I should have taken the hint Monday when he said "off to Nether Netherlands" during our lesson on Europe. He said that's the reason they're famous.
Well, I'm on the bus now, going home, almost to Doctor Carrion--I mean Carreon--Blvd. Can't wait to watch Law & Order. Yesterday, Jack McCoy's assistant, the one with the black hair, wanted to kill the serial killer, saying that if he didn't plead guilty to several murders he committed and dropped the plea for the attempted murder he didn't (which was not as bad as the ones he committed), she'd personally see that he was extradited to Texas (a death sentence state), and hope they'd let her "push the plunger."

Tuesday, May 2nd, 2006

7:21 AM PST
Yesterday, after I wrote yesterday's entry down (without posting it), there was a power outage. The house heated up rather quickly, as it was in the hundreds/high nineties outside (maybe I'll think in centigrade so it seems cooler). And I missed two episodes of Law & Order.
Later, after the power came back on--and went through several brief losses--Anna invited me next door. They finally got the parrot I've heard so much about back, who has learned to imitate a cat. He sounds surprisingly like Baxter, but I won't be impressed until he says "macow" instead of "meow." Anyway, I spent three hours there, talking. I even "read" some of Poe's poems in Greek. The biggest joke of the night was when I said, "What does that say?" The way it came out, it sounded like I was in a panic. She also makes the best iced tea, but I keep forgetting the recipie.

12:03 PM PST
Today, while in P.E., I saw two ravens. They flew East along the Wash, then back West about twenty minutes later. I wonder how a raven would plan an escape...

Monday, May 1st, 2006

Now for the summary of the weekend:
I got to TLD on Saturday at about ten thirty. I was needed in the animal hospital, where Nick was also working, to give an occasional tour. While no one was there, I spent the time discussing Mars and human exploration thereof with Nick (and anyone of the other volunteers and docents who's interest the conversation caught). We also discussed energy. For example, think of an electric car, which is generally considered more efficient than a gas-powered (and therefore oil-powered) car. So it comes to this: making gasoline versus making electricity. But which uses less energy? Extracting the oil, processing it, and putting gasoline right into a car, or extracting it, processing it, burning large amounts of it to heat a little water into steam, and use very large amounts of oil for even larger amounts of water to turn turbines which make electricity, then send it through wires that ultimately lose 80% of their power to charge a battery that will only last several hours? Think about it...
Moucat was nowhere to be found either day. I checked often, but no such luck. Poe was missing as well.
Apparently, I was desperately needed for the Starry Safari. It was a lot of work, but worth it. There were two other juniors, both of whom worked moderately hard (I did a great deal of the work, but I won't complain), but were far from serious about anything, and they talked so loudly that it's a wonder they couldn't be heard from the Education building (and possibly, they were). They also kept me up half the night.
The group was chaotic. Fifty one cubscouts pushes my limits, because I have trouble dealing with noise and "boys being boys" because I'm a boy, but I certainly didn't scream my lungs out, nor did I bounce off the walls like an electron between two negative plates. However, there were quite a few who left an impression on me. One in particular, who already had his life planned out and planned on becoming a marine biologist, left a deep impression. He had just started collecting pins for his own hat (and commented on mine), so I gave him two pins: one of my Living Desert pins and my veryfirst pin, the one that said City of Hope. It meant a lot to him, I think. He also seemed to understand my explanation of how black holes work pretty well, and invited me to go stargazing with he and his dad, which meant a lot to me, though neither of us got the chance. Best of luck to him and his future career, not that he'll need it.
Simply put: I like smart kids, not loud ones.
This time, we had the fire. It was very entertaining, because the Cub Scouts also had their own songs, but "Momma Dodo Bird" beat all, no hands down. There was also a game where everyone said their name and said what they're bringing on a hypothetical trip, providd that the item/object/thing they were bringing started with the first letter of their name. I said, "My name is Brendan and I'm bringing Betelgeuse." I definitely brought the largest object. Spast! I brought the place!
On top of all this excitement, something referred to as 'the reserve'--a gated community--had a firework show that was pretty good. The finale was grand for sure, but not as grand as that of Culver City's.
Not much happened Sunday. I helped in the butterfly house (last day, remember?), and helped Rosemary label cards to potential volunteers (I think they were invites to orientation). Among them, I was surprised to find one labled for Indio. More surprising, it was also for Margarita St.--my street--, and for an address close to mine. I then saw that it was our next-door neighbor, Anna. Must have really liked her first visit, last Wednesday. There was one other address, for Calypso Circle, that is in our housing tract, Villa Montego. I also saw Carla briefly, very briefly, talking to Rosemary.
The largest excitement for the day was around two, when I went to walk through the canyon garden, which requires you to zig-zag round rocks to get to the center. Waiting inside was a rattlesnake, leisurely slithering through the garden towards me. I don't think it noticed nor minded me, but I didn't wait to find out. I made a swift retreat, walking quickly without running away from the creature, and headed back to Education and reported it, like I was supposed to. I led Rosemary and Bill (who's in charge of the animal department) to where I saw it. Bill looked but couldn't find it.
Now for today. And that about sums up today.