Micromechanics and Crowded Streets- for Pete's Sake!

So it has been a while, and there is still no update on what's been going on. I'll explain, which will count as an update, although not as thorough as the big one yet to come...

My life for the past 9 days has been devoted to micromechanics. What on earth is micromechanics? I'm glad you asked! Micromechanics is basically the application of continuum mechanics at the micro scale. It is used to develop composite materials, which can be as simple as bricks with straw (like in the old days when the Israelites were in Egypt) or be cutting edge like carbon nanofibers. Micromechanics is one of the two courses that I am taking right now, and we (all 5 people in the class) were supposed to have two homeworks due today. However, due to our inability to solve simple Fourier Transforms, prove properties of the Dirac Function, and correctly assign boundary conditions it didn't get finished. We were all scared for our lives, (and there's quite a story behind that) but it turned out fine. The homework is now due on Wednesday, and the weekend has been officially ruined. Moving along to some cheerier news...

I am the proud new owner of the Dave Matthews Band's Before These Crowded Streets. I think this CD is in the running for best CD of all time. In fact, I know it is. Glancing through my music library I see only two other albums that are worthy opponents: the Hook soundtrack and David Crowder Band's Illuminate. So, a freebie for you: if you don't own these incredible displays of musical talent, go get them. Needless to say I have been listening nonstop to the Crown Jewel of my CD collection since yesterday. My girlfriend thinks I'm crazy. I think she obviously hasn't spent enough time listening to the CD yet. It's addicting. My roommate, who hasn't listened to DMB since high school, even pulled it out. I know he's at least on his second time through the CD today. My favorite track at the moment is The Dreaming Tree. Sad, yet hopeful. It's a night song. A warm, summer night somewhere in the South. Ah, the memories brought back by the dreaming tree.

I was going to continue on about something, but now I can't remember what it was. Something good. Oh, yes. I'm good now. Today I had a stroke of brilliance. I was standing in the kitchen about to go grocery shopping when an image of this huge bottle filled with orange liquid appeared in my mind. This could only mean one thing: Texas Pete. Oh, if only I could get my hands on some of that liquid gold I could make hotwings for dinner. Why hadn't I thought of this before? I was pretty sure Cora had Texas Pete in the foreign food section; my roommate thought so too. To make a long story short, I looked all over the store to no avail. Obviously, the powers that be had hidden the Texas Pete and were trying to deter me from making this spicy delicacy. Yet I will not be discouraged! Next time, I will return with stealth and the element of surprise, and Pete will not escape. Why is this so important, you ask? Because in France there is no such thing as "spicy food". They need my help introducing them to the pleasure that only comes when one's mouth is on fire and tears are flowing freely. It is my mission, nay, duty, to endure the hardships that come in order to acquire the Texas Pete and help this country where I currently reside...

And so ends this entry. More to come as I have the time.