Let me stick your flex pipe in my fender

Tried to get the ol' car inspected today. They said my flex pipe is broken. $160 for a new one. They also said I need to repair a hole in my fender, but I'm sure a change in diet and exercise will fix that right up.

Still no news on the job front ... It's the wait that kills ya. In the mean time, I do have the TA duty of reading a bunch of papers and commenting upon them. The highlights so far: I read a paper by an English MAT (that is, an MAT who is getting certified to teach English at the secondary level) that had a ton of grammar errors and was just poorly written overall. Kind of shocking, actually. I think he just didn't proofread. Another guy handed in two pages with 6-point font, claiming he wanted to "save paper". Here's a tip: double-sided printing. It's not that hard to figure out.

It's raining today, and I've developed a sudden urge to see Star Trek: Nemesis. But I'm holding back.

And going along with the sexually-suggestive nature of the title of this post, check this out. Whould've thunk it?