Chi-Town

I recently returned from a trip to Chicago for geek camp. Well, technically it was a program for people interested in going into medicine. Some highlights:

• The Alzheimer's patient who asked if I was a boy or a girl (I'm the latter)
  
• The large rats running around the campus where we stayed
• My flight home with Michelle Kwan (seriously!)
• The 20 kids who jumped in an elevator, got stuck, and had to call the Fire Department
• The closing "dinner dance" (at geek camp? Enough said.)
• The "Freud Sucks" chant
• Wa. (It's one crazy game)
• The tour guide who got spit in the corners of her mouth like a rabid dog as she talked.
• Giving sutures to bananas. Seriously.
  

Yeah. So, that was crazy fun. Add in the two-hour delay on the way home, and it was a pretty insane trip. I suppose it was good and it gave me some inspiration for the future, but I'm just glad I can be home and recover from the 6:45 in the morning to 12:30 at night days.

Not really panic with Tabasco, more like...

I don't know, but things are slow. The battle still rages on, although I don't want to give out too much information, since it is a competition, and I have to beat the crap out of Jules. It seems that after your taste buds have been steadily assaulted for a week or so of ruining your every meal with Tabasco, you suddenly lose the will to win. But rest assured that someone will emerge victorious. Someday.
This has been an interesting week, though, beside the Tabasco sauce. I went back to my summer job of testing lake water quality for the U of M Extension Service. It's not a bad job, really- I pretty much get paid to alternately sit in a boat or car for several hours. On the downside, I only work for a couple days a month. But it's the ultimate geek job, and of course on the first day I had to endure the jokes about how I accidentally pushed my partner, who happens to be in a wheelchair, into the lake off the dock last year. Yeah, I'll never live that one down. No one gives me credit, though, for how I saved the wheelchair from joining its owner in the lake... and it's really not exactly my fault that he fell in in the first place. Whatever.