Lee has headed off to Bangkok for a three day conference. He's also got a travel day at each end so he'll be back Monday evening. That's the way we roll now. You just hop on a plane and go spend the weekend in Thailand, no big deal.

I am not traveling and instead just hanging on the couch for the evening entertaining random thoughts. Like this: who ever thought to eat the first passion fruit?

They've got this hard shell on the outside and once you figure out how to cut it open you're treated to this puddle of slime. The first taste is pretty nice, like the passion fruit flavor I was expecting, then you realize you've got a mouth full of hard little seeds, each one surrounded by a really sour bubble of ooze. It's weird.

On another note, the elevators always have notices like these to let us know what's going on.

As you can imagine, we never know what's going on.

You know you teach in a building that will be torn down soon when the maintenance department stops weeding the plants that are growing out of the side of the building.

Now I'm off to wash the dishes. I'd let them pile up until Lee gets home except we only own two dinner plates and two salad bowls and I'll run out of things to eat off of long before he gets home.