Ah yes. Another peaceful Saturday morning, sipping coffee, reading Slashdot, and contemplating the shambles of my apartment.

I have to work on Labor Day (well, technically I don't have to, but I have unfinished projects, and my conscience dictates against doing a half-assed job of things). Pity meeee....

Task: convince a bunch of surly adolescents that math is beautiful. Long division of polynomials is da bomb, kids! Oh wait, you kids don't say "da bomb" anymore? Well, crap.
Task: convince another bunch of surly adolescents that questions about gravity, and the nature of light, and so forth, which puzzled and engaged great thinkers for millenia, should puzzle and engage them as well. Failing that, I'm willing to settle for them not destroying the antiquated lab equipment.
Task: convince a bunch of squirrelly middle schoolers that "Latina est gaudium et utilis!" Yeah. Right. Time to chant conjugations!
Task: convince another bunch of squirrelly middle schoolers that if they can't spell, or if they don't know the difference between a synonym and an antonym, then they will doubtless live a life of squalid penury, and die alone and unloved.