It's time to play...
Jun. 17th, 2008 07:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stephbgI've been to an ACS meeting and what was the dumbest thing I said?
Just returned from a presentation on Project Management, which was frequently hilarious. How many silver alpha suited senior males mentioned dancing squirrels at *your* workplace or educational institution today? Eh? Eh?
Re NASA projects:
Q: What was the difference between the Apollo and Polaris programs?
A: Polaris was supposed to blow up.
Ye had t' be there. He was Irish and had buckets of lecturing experience; everything sounded funny. Sadly, this has set a high standard for my talk next month, where I've been reasonably restrained in the urge-to-entertain department. Oh well, my slides are much nicer.
In another odd note and I'm not sure why--perhaps people were practising their brand new mad networking skilz--but several people told me today that they remembered my presentation from last year. Despite my startlement I prompted for adjectives with amazing subtlety*, but to no avail.
In the facepalming department, well, either I'm suffering delusions of competancy or the clangers were so deeply rooted they'll only emerge tomorrow, blinking in the sunlight. To be sure I did say "Should I curtsey?" to a recent Queen's Honours recipient, but it was entirely appropriate. Really. I'm quite sure about that. Hmmm, maybe the actual curtseying part crossed one of those invisible lines I only seem to see in my rear-vision mirror.
Check in tomorrow when reality comes to visit.
Wait, memory kicks in...
Ah, yes, the cheerleading incident. We may have been discussing project sponsorship, but I just *might* have been a little too animated in the arm-waving department there for a bit. I blame the beige (and my fondness for puppetry); no glass or plate to hang on to, therefore hands dangerous unoccupied.
This energy thing is hazardous :-)
(*) What did you think? Did you enjoy it? *hindsight kicks in, closely followed by headshake*
Just returned from a presentation on Project Management, which was frequently hilarious. How many silver alpha suited senior males mentioned dancing squirrels at *your* workplace or educational institution today? Eh? Eh?
Re NASA projects:
Q: What was the difference between the Apollo and Polaris programs?
A: Polaris was supposed to blow up.
Ye had t' be there. He was Irish and had buckets of lecturing experience; everything sounded funny. Sadly, this has set a high standard for my talk next month, where I've been reasonably restrained in the urge-to-entertain department. Oh well, my slides are much nicer.
In another odd note and I'm not sure why--perhaps people were practising their brand new mad networking skilz--but several people told me today that they remembered my presentation from last year. Despite my startlement I prompted for adjectives with amazing subtlety*, but to no avail.
In the facepalming department, well, either I'm suffering delusions of competancy or the clangers were so deeply rooted they'll only emerge tomorrow, blinking in the sunlight. To be sure I did say "Should I curtsey?" to a recent Queen's Honours recipient, but it was entirely appropriate. Really. I'm quite sure about that. Hmmm, maybe the actual curtseying part crossed one of those invisible lines I only seem to see in my rear-vision mirror.
Check in tomorrow when reality comes to visit.
Wait, memory kicks in...
Ah, yes, the cheerleading incident. We may have been discussing project sponsorship, but I just *might* have been a little too animated in the arm-waving department there for a bit. I blame the beige (and my fondness for puppetry); no glass or plate to hang on to, therefore hands dangerous unoccupied.
This energy thing is hazardous :-)
(*) What did you think? Did you enjoy it? *hindsight kicks in, closely followed by headshake*
