So one of those diplomas that’s cluttering up the place is in Educational Research (and as much as the school district’s website wants it to be a certificate for Educational Aide, it’s not. I thing Educational Aide’s work much harder and get even less credit than our overworked teachers do.)
I have probably mentioned a bazillion times that one of the tenets of research is culling data from what becomes emergent. (I’m ever so smart!)
Today I was wandering around Barnes and Noble. This was in an attempt to ward off that Ugly Public Meltdown. If I distract myself, maybe I won’t have one. Although, I should probably stay out of the public, come to think of it.
While wandering, I noticed three separate displays featuring books about Whitey Bulger.
I knew he sounded familiar and after the third display, I browsed the book to see why he might be familiar. I watch a lot of Crime Drama, so it’s possible that’s where it came from.
I came home and did a quick search.
He is a Boston Mob Boss and as of yesterday he won’t testify at his trial.
Okay, that makes sense. But since I don’t get regular news, I don’t know why his name sounded so familiar.
I’m sure there’s a reason, because it wouldn’t be emerging out of my head if there wasn’t. (The head gnome let’s some things slip out from time to time.)
While I’m worrying about my head, I can’t help but wonder why B and N had THREE displays.
And just to show that I’m not mired in grimness ( World’s Worst Theme Restaurant) I watched a rousing episode of Doctor Who Classic. I was hoping to find out what this band wagon is all about. I still don’t know, but the first two episodes are about four really smug Brits stepping through a panel in a temple and coming out in the world of the Maya. It had kind of a Land of the Lost feel to it, except there weren’t any Sleestacks. I think that would have shaken things up a bit, especially when Smugy Brit Lady one went mad with power during the human sacrifice. (I hate it when that happens)