Your daily dose of miscellanea

Probable causes of major HD bloat:

1. My SentMail folders. Hadn't been cleaned out since summer '03. And on top of that, for some reason, snowplow had decided ot keep 2 and 3 copies of many of my outbound messages. Damn. Thousands and thousands of messages, just waiting to be deleted. Some not-huge but decent-sized attachments in there, too.
   
2. Mailing list mail folders. I should clean these out, too. I store them on my HD so that my UMass mail account doesn't go belly-up for lack of available space (which was a twice-monthly occurence when I was Rose Fellow and getting 500-page book manuscripts via e-mail attachment... and all the editors would get the same message and then they'd all forward it to me so I'd have something like 8 copies of that one attachment sitting in my inbox).
   
3. I had a bunch of .tiff files sitting in the directory for the course I'm teaching right now because I was using screencaps in my lecture slides. I always delete those when I'm done with the PP for that lecture, but I backed up mid-lecture. Ergo, lots of big graphics files hanging around and backed up when really they didn't need to be. Oh well. ;^)
   
4. Also: I have a folder called "articles" that contains 30 megs of .pdf files of academic articles that I don't have hard copies of. This is of course on top of the electronic copies of all the course readings for this semester, which is another 190 megs (there is, however, some overlap between the two). Probably what I'll end up doing is waiting 'til I have a whole CD's worth of articles and then I'll make sure they're in EndNote and offload them to a CD, with a note in the EN citation telling me what CD they're on. (Gee, that would make SENSE or something.)
   

I am dorque. Jeremy and I were commenting to each other a couple of weeks ago how we really need our own personal work-study students just to manage our libraries. And if we're this bad as graduate students, wait 'til we're actualy grown up academics! No wonder my Caucus tag is "infowhore".

What, you thought I would shut up?

Not a chance... especially since pretty soon I have to empty the dishwasher and do some kitchen cleanup in anticipation of collecting TRex from daycare, so there's no point in starting any actual work. ;^)

Pre-emptive snow removal has been accomplished. I blew/shoveled the driveway of about 3" and it was still coming down at a decent clip. I'll have to do it again tomorrow morning after I take TRex to daycare, but it's not really possible to do it while she's awake, and I don't want to clear snow in the dark. Ergo, it was done mid-afternoon. My reward? A 12 oz mug of coffee... *jittertwitch*

I've been thinking for a long while that I need to write down my reading list and movies-to-see list. Today it occurred to me that it would be amusing to put such things her on eljay so the whole world can potentially make fun of me over them. This will also further my intention of writing pointless reviews

Teaching 'blogs this week has made me think a lot about the motivations for my own 'blogging. Not that I'm prepared to say anything coherent on the subject.

My house smells pleasingly like the roast chicken that's in the crockpot. Less pleasingly, I mistakenly only turned it to "warm" when I left the house this morning, so I don't think that it'll actually be DONE in time for dinner (I set it to "high" a little over an hour ago... and we'll probably sit down to dinner a little over an hour from now). *sad* It may be leftovers for TRex and me tonight. Oh well... if that's the case, we'll have roast tomorrow night. And it will still be muy yummy.

Gah! (Muppet meme results)

( I think I'm afraid... )

OTOH, if M gets Kermie, I'll be TERRIBLY amused.

I am Spammy McPostsalot today, eh?

I promise this is the last time I'll clog up your FL today. Swear! Honest!

Why, oh why, has gmail started sucking? Ever since they integrated GoogleTalk with it, it's unreliable at best. And that's super-duper lame.

(Heh... earlier I was singing to TRex about how she's a super-duper-pooper (yes, during a diaper change). She thought it was pretty funny. Or at least she didn't scream and try to get away, which is an improvement over the average wrestling match, er, changing session.)