- Got a call from Gibb today. She got a call from Lani. Seems that, since one of our professors was late posting our grades, Financial Aid has put a hold on us for next semester. Seems that we have to pass 67% of our classes to keep our financial aid, and since one of our two classes showed no grade, that put us at 50%. And despite being informed of the problem, Fincial Aid wo0n't run a check again, every student has to call and have a counselor check their folder. Yeah! Wouldn't have been too bad except that it seems more than just one professor was late. Something to do with the new online learning thing where they do grades throughout the sememster one place (where students can see their progress), but at the end of the term, then have to post them officially. So even though the conversation with the lady at Financail Aid took a whole 5 minutes, she already knew of the problem and just had to get my name and student ID#, because of all the calls I was on hold for 25 minutes.
- Headed out to Ophir, just to see how it's been doing since I last visited it in 1977. It's still there. Not really a ghost town anymore - bunch of brand new houses, fixed up the old town hall and made it look all spiffy. Also looks more like a tourist attraction than a ghost town. Just like they say - you never can go back. One thing I did notice while driving out there (I went the southern way, through Utah County and around the mountains that way). It may not seem like there are many untouched areas here along the Wasatch Front, same as coming from I-80 south to Tooele. But on that side of the Oquirrhs, south of Tooele, there's a whole lot of nothing. It was kind of nice, driving along the old Faust Road between SR 73 and SR 36, straight, flat and all alone. Got the car up to 100 MPH, no one in sight to say otherwise. And for about 20 miles they didn't even throw in a curve to slow me down. Oh, I did have to stop at the Pony Express marker halfway across the valley. But other than that nada. Then I get to the "town" of Faust, right where the road crosses the railroad. One old farmhouse, one newer double-wide looking home and a couple barns. So much for the double-mocha-latte I was going to get there.
- Went over to Dan & Rae's to play cards with them and the in-laws. Quiddler is a fun game, but they didn't like my "Quiddler on the Roof" joke. No sense of humor.
Friday, December 28, 2007
that my district gave to me: (ok, it's getting old, or past that, but I started it and only have 4 more days to go, so I'm gonna finish it!)
Spewed forth by Max Sartin at 11:35:00 PM