A rocky weekend

I kept getting woken up in the middle of the night by transmitter remote control systems calling to report that transmitters had gone off the air. But it was never more than a momentary power failure, and by the time I picked up the phone the power (and the transmitter) would be back on.

Then I pissed off someone on OKCupid by quoting her own description of herself back at her and saying I liked such women. She took it as sarcasm, apparently, and yelled back about how she was a world renowned author and a graduate of Harvard Divinity School. I could have told her I studied Qur'an under Dean Graham, who was then a lowly assistant professor in the NELC department, but hey, life's not worth this bullshit. Whatever. OKCupid is a waste of time.

At church yesterday I fell ill -- dizzy and weak, with hot sweats followed by chills. I had to bail and go home, where I slept on my living room couch for about three hours. My colleague said it was probably something I ate, and in any event it was entirely gone a few hours later.

Tomorrow it's Dover, New Hampshire. I hope there are no more blown fuses.