So, at the proverbial last minute the coordinator of internships at my school at once informed me that my internship had fallen through and that I was entirely on my own. Anyone have any idea where to find a practicum site in counseling at the eleventh hour?

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I've just purchased a new vehicle. It's a 96 Suburban with 207,000 miles on it. I'm not concerned with losing resale value due to modifications and would like to make the interior interesting and possessed of enhanced functionality. Does anyone have any cool ideas for modifications I could make on a small budget?

A very gracious and generous friend gave me two tickets to see excerpts from a couple of early Baroque operas. The operas from that period are very distinctive and quite different from the classical and romantic period operas that most people think of when they think of opera.

In any event, partially due to isolation and partially due to a holiday weekend that has drawn most of my usual suspects out of town, I've got no one to come with me to the opera. Going alone means no one to talk to during intermission or discuss it with afterward as well as being a terrible waste of a fairly expensive ticket.

So come with me. If you don't know opera, you'll get to experience something new. If you do love opera, you're in a for a wonderful time. The pre-show talk starts at 7pm. The whole thing is taking place at Jordan Hall in Downtown Boston. I plan to drive in and park there and will happily provide a ride there and back again. Oh, and don't be concerned about dressing up too much. I plan to "go bohemian" which means to not dress up and pretend that that decision is indicative of something other than laziness.

Don't make me bring a total stranger.

I've had "Hallelujah" by Nick Cave stuck in my head all day and it won't go away no matter how many times I listen to it.

Not even NNNAAAMMM! can chase it away.

I suppose I might as well go with it.

"Tears are welling in my eyes again
I need twenty big buckets to catch them in
Twenty pretty girls to carry them down
And twenty deep holes to bury them in. "

Given that there are so many different days to do things like talk like a pirate or dress like a zombie, or whatever. I think there should be an international Talk Like Ricardo Montalban day where people spend their time talking about how Kirk has become an "Admeeerahl" and debating the merits of fine corninthian leather.

Just listen to this.

http://www.onpointradio.org/shows/2007/05/20070517_a_main.asp

Entirely work safe. From NPR.

It seems they've made a movie out of one of my favorite short stories of all time.

http://imdb.com/title/tt0768212/

I'm hoping very, very hard that they don't do to it what they did to The Sound of Thunder.

There seems to be an advance showing this sunday. Anyone want to go?

"I think of the postmodern attitude as that of a man who loves a very cultivated woman and knows he cannot say to her, "I love you madly,: because he knows that she knows (and that she knows that he knows" that these words have already been written by Barbara Cartland. Still, there is a solution. He can say "As Barbara Cartland would put it, I love you madly."

-Eco, Postscript to Name of the Rose