The Agrinautica

   Today I had a job interview to be a private investigator. I think it sounds really interesting!
   I'm guessing they'll investigate me thoroughly, being as thats what they do. So.. hi investigators, you should hire me.
   Makes me cringe to see that googling my name results in an Aggie article about a removal attempt against me, an Aggie letter-to-the-editor calling me a "priviledged white male" and "The Student Court has deemed the concurring opinion published by Kris Fricke invalid. The opinion shall be stricken from the record" (the former Chief Justice's attempt to quash my opinion on the D-1 case). For the record they had no grounds to quash it and I prevailed as the better legalist. Maybe I ought to see if I can get someone to formally purge that quashing attempt from the record this upcoming year (damn you Brent for putting it on the webpage). Oh and also "Kris Fricke is an expert in female attractiveness" comes up (there's apparently a medical professional named Kris Fricke who specializes in female attractiveness and eating disorders). And of course a number of more positive links come up as well.


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Just another morning at Bee Busters
bottling beer.

   Internet's been down all day [Friday]. I can't figure out whats wrong. We have an internet for our connection, but I can't connect to any sites. Its not even sending as few packets of information back as it does when the system is down at my apartment complex. I reset my computer, the modem, and the router, respectively, and nothing seems to resolve the situation.
   Now I've resorted to writing an entryi in notepad (maybe I ought to download one of those lj update programs for offline writing such as this).

*** EDIT: 2:19pm Saturday*** - Internet is back. Don't know what was wrong. Anyway, yesterday I wrote this and the 30 in 30 on zombies I'm about to upload. I'd have made a phone post to remove any question that I got something in on the right day, but I'm saving those for the road trip. Anyway, I think a complete lack of internet access is a valid excuse. Just remember "today" in this entry refers to yesterday.


   Anyway, today at work:
   This morning I was cleaning out the tools we had salvaged from our truck that was totalled the other day. While I doing so Dave, the owner, asked me if I was still looking for other jobs. Assuming he was about to remind me that they really don't need me right now and they're doing me a big favour by employing me and I shouldn't get too comfortable, I was quick to answer that I was. To this he responded "Whats wrong with this job?"
   "Well I feel like I need a more college-graduate-oriented job"
   "We can make some graduate work for you around here, on monday I'll call my friend Dr Tanis and ask about getting us a research grant. I've already got microscopes and everything else you'll need."

   I had actually already checked to see if the Bee Research Facility at Davis was hiring any laboratory assistants. With the mysterious "colony collapse syndrome" decimating commercial bee populations at the moment, Bee research is of high interest. The Bee Research Facility at Davis, btw (which I visited while up there last week), is ramping itself back up. Its been just barely maintaining its existence since the nineties, without any professors attached to it at all. By November I believe it'll be back in operation with three attached professors and accompanying staff.



   Anyway, we spent much of the morning cleaning the stuff from the truck. Somewhere in the middle I was interrupted by Dave inviting us to watch an old John Wayne movie ("The Searchers") on his new laptop. Dave also gave me the traning manual to get an applicator's liscense, which would make me legally allowed to kill bees on my own (as opposed to the legally questionable services performed by the Davis Beekeepers Collective ;) (Scroll to the very bottem of that page to see me being a jerk) ) Later on Bob and I went and did some calls.

   This morning the phone rang at 8am. I tried to reject the call asap but in my sleepy delirium accidently answered it. I didn't know this until I was wonderign why a strange female voice was saying "hello? hello?"

   Turns out it was the State Department asking me if I wanted to be a Diplomatic Security Special Agent.

   I had applied for the position randomly last summer at some point, not thinking I'd ever hear back from them. Anyway they called to say I'd that I'd passed through the initial application screening and "Mr Nora" wants to interview me in San Francisco on December 14th. "Mr Nora," somehow it just sounds like the name of a dubious spymaster from James Bond.
   But anyway, this development raises all sorts of questions. If I'm going to take this interview seriously I suppose I will need to lose the mohawk. And then what about law school? What if I have a final on the 14th? I wouldn't mind doing secret agent man work for a few years and THEN coming back and doing law school maybe.


   In other news: They finally pulled the applications for new ASUCD Supreme Court members -- there were 21 applicants. Interviews will occur next week I believe.


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My little brother is back from his second tour of duty in Iraq.
His girlfriend Stacy has a little purse.