Jason P

My guitar teacher texted me that he'd "burned the shit out of" his hand with hot butter while cooking dinner, so no lesson tonight.

Huh. That Burt Walker guy just announced a one-off show in Atlanta in three weeks. How about that?

The guitar is leaving Hodgkins IL today, for those keeping track

Prof just walked past my office talking to a grad student: "Yeah I don't want you naked in my office. -- Hey Jason, c'mere a minute." Me: "Sure. I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that last thing you said." Prof: "Thanks! Good call."

Sober in a Nightclub: How sweet. - http://www.soberinanightclub.com/2013...

I should know better than to call my mom and not leave a message. She sees the missed call and gets worried, and I can't take her callback right now since I'm on the refdesk.

Capture - http://www.flickr.com/photos...

So this just happened.

Veep is hilarious. "Why are we talking about noodles?" "Let me rephrase that: why the fuck are we talking about noodles?"

Slimed!: An Oral History of Nickelodeon's Golden Age - http://www.goodreads.com/review...

Mom just called; she found some slippers on sale while Xmas shopping and wanted to know if I thought they'd fit my FIL. Me: Mom, maybe my MIL would have a better idea of his shoe size than me? Mom: Oh! I didn't think of that.

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Email from student: "Mr. Puckett, After a failing try with the research librarian I have been given your information. I cannot seem to find information on two communication theories no matter how hard I try and was hoping you might be able to help me." Does not tell me what theories. STUDENTS. YOU ARE KILLING ME TODAY.

I've emailed this student instructions for how to do a very simple thing in Zotero at least three times. She doesn't get it, so she wants to stop by my office hours today. Sure, fine. I'm now making a bet with myself that she's going to come to the wrong place despite our email conversation yesterday about where I hold office hours.

Email from grad student wanting help: "I was told that you could be the light in the end of the tunnel." Boy, is she optimistic. Prepare for disappointment, lady....

Dumpstaphunk. Whoa man.

Day off tomorrow, so it's a good night to sit up until midnight watching a rockumentary with a beer. I'm pausing periodically to play whichever Lou Reed song my brain demands Right Now.

Just gutted to hear about Lou Reed's death. My favorite musician for 30 years.

Dear person in my workshop, this is the beginning of week 4 of 4. You just posted for the first time and turned in the week 1 assignment. I will strangle you now. Thank you. Love, Jason.

Well, I have no face now. Guitar Wolf just rocked it right the fuck off.

Email from a prof who wants to export her Refworks library to Zotero -- but no longer has access to Refworks. Um. I can see at least one potential problem here.

I had this idea this morning: if I were going to open a store catering to stoners who like old video games, I'd call it Sonic the Headshop.

The Comm department is laying on the love pretty thick today. This is how you get me to do more office hours.

Email from professor to me began: "Hi, Theresa." It took me half a day to realize that was an autocorrect and not a misdirected email.

Devil Said Bang (Sandman Slim, #4) - http://www.goodreads.com/review...

In the last day, two people I know have asked me if I'd post Google reviews for their businesses. Apparently you have to have a Google+ account to do that, and I deleted mine a couple of months ago.

OH: "Oh, tu parles francais?" "Um, that was Spanish I was speaking."

So, I was at the grocery store today and they're doing some remodeling and construction. One of the contractors' manager types, a guy in his sixties, catches my eye and says, "hey, your shirt says Butch Walker? My son used to be his drummer." So we chatted about that for a minute. Nbd.

Room 237, currently on Netflix, is insane and lots of fun.

Caller at the ref desk wanting me to find the Facebook customer service number. When I pointed out that he was talking to a university library (to make sure he knew what number he had called), he got snippy and told me this is what he pays taxes for. Then he wanted me to email Facebook and tell them that someone had "hacked" his password.

Night Sweats: An Unexpected Pregnancy - http://www.goodreads.com/review...

PhD student seeing my sleeve tattoo for the first time: "Are you going to keep those forever?"