Course Management Systems rule my brain, and not in a fun way. They’re all I think about. I did absolutely zero recreational computing today; I haven’t checked my friends’ blogs (since apparently we communicate by blogging rather than by actually speaking these days), I haven’t surfed to any funny sites, and I haven’t looked at wedding hairdos.

I have just thought about Course Management Systems. Yech.

And, what’s worse, I’ve been invited to a meeting Monday night about–shocker–course management systems. I don’t want to go, since it’s from 4-8 p.m., but it puts me in a better position to get the raise I asked for. Academia is so slow, it’ll be awhile before the decision gets made, so it’s good to be on my best behavior.

Seriously, though, 4-8 p.m.? On the plus side, there may be wine and/or beer. It could get wild.

Let me think of something nice to say.

I had a great night last night. Dinner was fabulous, and we had a very good time. We both ordered the quail (they ran out of pork, or otherwise one of us would have gotten that). The quail was stuffed with bleu cheese and served on tupelo honey and pork hock risotto. It was served with yellowfoot mushrooms and some other stuff I can’t remember. For dessert we had a rosemary pine nut tart with red wine/pear sorbet. Fabulous.