Most important: Alexandria accepted my application for substitute teaching. Fairfax County, on the other hand, deprecated my lack of classroom teaching experience and said they'd take me only as a substitute instructional assistant. Which counts as classroom experience, so it's a step toward the eventual goal of landing a FT teaching job.
Still no call from Don Beyer. For all I know they sold the Sportage for scrap and are hoping I don't find the fatal flaw in the Legacy they loaned me.
Smittypalooza was great fun, and the host has a recap here. Lots of good conversation in addition to meeting the legendary Paco, R. Stacy and Smitty their own selves, and some lovely ladies who had flown in from Arizona, Idaho and Michigan for the 9/12 rally*. All in attendance agreed that this would have to become a recurring event, so we might well see this happening on a monthly basis, or maybe only every six weeks. Much depends on whether Smitty was able to cover his tab with our contributions. :)
I said a couple weeks ago that I'd review Inglourious Basterds and Reservoir Dogs, which I saw while in Ocean City.
Basterds is alternate history done as spaghetti Western WW2 movie pastiche, featuring a squad of Jewish rangers wreaking havoc behind enemy lines in the finest, most violent Tarantino tradition. In this version of WW2, a plot is hatched by the Allies to crash the Paris premiere of a nazi propaganda movie starring a young sniper who has killed over 300 Americans in Italy. Due to the young hero's infatuation with a French theater owner, the premiere is moved to her small theater, but what our Aryan hero doesn't know is that she's a Jew hiding from the SS and eager to exact revenge for the death of her family. These plots intertwine and are almost frustrated by the plotters' ineptitude and the finely honed skills of an SS colonel known as "The Jew Hunter", but the colonel turns out to be an opportunist willing to turn his coat, and...yeah. Blood and cliches everywhere, but there's some food for serious thought in this movie, and since Tarantino is anything but subtle I'm sure you'll know those cans when they come by.
Reservoir Dogs...oh, man. This is the movie that pretty much made Quentin Tarantino, and you can see traces of it in most of his other movies. The unsympathetic portrayal of people "doing the nasty things they must", the violence, the involuted plot, they're all there in this tale of a jewel robbery gone horribly wrong. A very, very good movie, and an interesting complement to Inglourious Basterds
Finally, Allahpundit's account of 9/11. Original Twitter feed here. I read this when I got home early this morning, and it put me in a somber mood, remembering how the day went. (Ace)
*Also present was Matthew Vadum, who writes for the American Spectator.