I am comfortable back studying with my old methods and my old book. I started a new job this week, so I fit it in where I could. I haven't had a "9-5 in an office" job in, oh, about 10 years, so it is taking some adapting.
I went to the Chicago Air and Water Show, which is about 1/4 mile from my apartment. Some of the planes went so fast that there seemed to be visual distortion around the plane. It was loud and fun. Or as fun as it could be by myself. I stood between a father and son and a family of 5. The father and son were being bothered by the incessant and nonsensical blatherings of a semi-homeless man I have seen around the neighborhood. I recognized him because he tells everyone he is on sabbatical of his phd studies. He's about 65 and has been on sabbatical for years. He kept leaving, only coming back to ask more questions and distract the father and son's picture taking.
The family on my right featured a know-it-all father. He made sure to explain the specific maneuvers the planes were doing, but only in the most obvious terms: "Here they come again, this time inverted." When about 20 skydivers jumped from a plane, he made sure to let his family know that they couldn't be the Navy, because "they don't jump like that." It turned out to be the SEALs. It was pretty windy for a jump (I am not an expert, but have jumped static line twice), and I mentioned that, but he assured me they can control it. Later, he went on about needing to get recertified to jump to his family. All of the child were under 6 and thoroughly disinterested. It seemed to be for his wife's benefit or mine.
I headed home and am gradually starting to feel the sunburn taking over my body like a ravenous pinkish predator.