..   I really don’t have anything to do right now, so I thought I’d just sit here and type.

–  I need to write more and this is apart of it.

So, How to Train Your Dragon was kind of meh.   I didn’t see the second one and saw the first one when it first came out, so I’m not sure how everything all connects.  But, the movie was happily ever after for all involved, with little kids and baby dragons.   I’m not sure how they got the dragon scale armor.   Traditionally, you’d have to wait for a dragon to shed or murder a dragon.   I’m pretty sure that didn’t happen here, but that’s okay.

The CG was great and all of the side characters had their little perks.  That was kind of nice that everyone had some attention.

Don’t bother staying for the end.   There’s nothing after the credits.

While we were there, little sister got a phone call from Red Lobster.  She starts after a background and drug test – which she will pass without fail.  According to her,  she may become a server manager, be salary at 50 hours a week, and will earn about $10k more than she had previously.

Because I’m a completely non-trusting type of person, I suggested that she keeps job hunting until she’s officially hired.   Little sister is more a trusting sort, so I’m not sure what she’s going to do, but she’s happy right now.    That’s what counts.

That’s pretty simple compared to trying to be hired at a college as an adjunct.    I guess I’m a little jealous, but that’s okay.    I wouldn’t work at Red Lobster.   I can’t stand the smell of fried or grilled fish.  It makes me a little noxious.

So, her life is starting to fall back into place.    I’m really happy for her.

When I came in and foolishly checked my work email, I had an email from a student.  That course has an oral presentation and there were a couple of Mac users, which is never fun because I and the college are strictly PC.

I spent most of the term sending assignments back to these two individuals.   She figured it out.   He, apparently, didn’t.

Back on track, he’d sent in his oral presentation.   I couldn’t open it to grade.   Told him like two days before class ends and he just got back to me today.    Not even a courtesy sniff.  The email was just “oh, yeah.  here,” but with not so many words.

Hate to tell this, but he barely squeaked a C.   Even if this assignment was graded and earned a magical 100%, that C would still be a C, only two percent higher.   It’d be a little more firmer of a C, but still a C.

I’m not in a hurry to tell him and he definitely wasn’t in a hurry to get back to me.  Class ended.  I’m off the clock.  I’ll let him stew in his own juices for a couple of days.
Maybe if he sent more than a ‘hey you’ as an opening, I might have felt a little more compelled to tell him the bad news.

Meh .  Live and learn.