At the office, I had meetings all day. One was interesting, and might be useful toward my dissertation, which is slowly coalescing around inflammation and mRNA. The others were O.K. too. I'm not an enemy of meetings.
I was home for about ten minutes when I remembered that the Dean meetup was at seven (and not eight). So I caught a bus to Piecora's, which involved missing a bus and walking to the U-District first.
The meetup was actually rather boring. Whenever someone in the audience wanted to talk about something, the leaders referred to a list of websites. Instead of talking about how caucuses work, they were eager to get to the letter writing, which (I thankfully report) took the place of "the great american conversation" role playing. The committee wants endorsements from the Gores (Al & Tipper, no mention of the daughters), Bill Bradley, and Jesse Jackson. I find this humorously ambitious at this stage.
At home, I watched the West Wing. For an episode featuring a transfer of presidents, bombing terror cells, and solving a kidnapping, the show was amazingly boring. Any of those topics could be a movie, but the episode focused on people sleeping, drinking coffee, writing speeches. and talking about Harvard.