So the move seems to be complete, with one exception. I can't get the archives to work. At this point, the archives only point to the first and last month of the blog's run. That year in-between is missing. It still shows up at the old BlogSpot archive page, though. Very strange.

Busy weekend past, as it was Family Weekend at Babson. I got to "run" registration, which I put in quotes because my co-worker who was in charge of the weekend did most of the work for me. She said I didn't seem that confident about my role, and to be honest I wasn't. On the other hand, though, registration isn't the most complex process in the world, and had she worked with me to go over details it would have been fine. But I think she was worried I wouldn't meet her standard for the event, which is probably a valid concern.

This was one of the tasks I was "nominated" for by my former boss before she left. Thanks!

Part of Family Weekend is a casino night, which this year had a Maverick theme. So I got to work the money wheel for a couple of hours wearing a sheriff's badge and a large foam cowboy hat. The hats made a re-appearance the next day at the Brandeis TRASH junior bird, as one of the players (also an RA) collected hats for the entire team. That it was open house weekend at Brandeis only made that better.

As you've probably seen elsewhere, I am back on Babson College Radio with a show called "Pardon the Blatant Ripoff." We don't quite live up to the Pardon the Interruption format (we don't keep to time that strictly, or have bells and buzzers to get us to move on, or have a Stat Boy), but it's not bad for free radio. Listen live from 7 to 8:30 am (Eastern time) on Tuesdays, or whenever via the BCR archive, whenever those get fixed.

I was subjected to the first episode of girls club on Monday, and it was everything I expected. It was kind of like a show written by first year law students- plenty of jargon to make it sound all legal, but with the least plausible courtroom dialogue in the history of fictional jurisprudence (including the line from Gretchen Mol about "I hope you don't think I'm the kind of lawyer who represents guilty people").

How did the show go? The blond one (played by Mol, don't know the character name) defended a guy on a capital case by herself, without seeming to have the experience that would lend itself to proper defending. The readhead got a settlement on a case where a doctor fainted during a gyno exam (as seen in ads), but the guy she's working with is sexually harrassing her (because every workplace has a guy who is so totally inappropriate that his misdeeds are never suspected by anyone), and the brunette called another female lawyer a "dyke." That, I think, was the "coarse language" we were warned about during the show.

I really think David E. Kelley has had a stroke and not told anyone. Or he's had his brain transmogrified. Or he was able to hide his hackish tendencies with his earlier work.

That's really the only new TV I've watched so far. The Fox Friday night combo of Firefly and John Doe looked mildly interesting, but I've not been around on Fridays to watch or even tape. Heck, I've got 3 hours of The West Wing still to watch, not to mention the last two hours of 24 which we have to get through before the new season starts. I kind of know what happens, but would like to see it unfold.

I've been mildly impressed with the Bruins, but would be moreso if their road trip had wins over Detroit and San Jose rather than Calgary and Edmonton. Still, they were looking like they'd be a horror show, and their opening loss to the Wild pointed to that being the case. But perhaps they'll keep it going, even without John Graheme.

Then there's the pre-season suckitude that's been Vin Baker. Let's not even consider that.

I'm on call again this week. I really am sick of being on-call so much, especially as my level of on-call does practically nothing. We'd tried to make some changes last year to improve this, but they've not really taken hold. I miss the days when I was part of a ten person on-call rotation and only had three weekends all year.

Speaking of work, I should go do some. More later.