Confessions of a Liberal Puritan

Bringing wine or ice cream out of the kitchen and next to you never ends well, I know.

And I SO should have known better (I never do that with ice cream --well, not anymore, not since "The Case of the Mysteriously Disappearing Half Gallon of Moose Tracks" -- and I really need to STOP doing that with bags of chips!) -- but I counted on falling asleep before I could do myself any harm. Boy, did I miscalculate!
Never, never, never, never again.

Thanks for the reassurance about the students, though from some of the questions they've e-mailed me since then, it seems like the only difference they noticed was that I talked even faster than usual, so they couldn't write it all down fast enough. I hope they took into consideration all the times I've been better prepared or given them extensions on assignments when they asked, etc..