Yes, the day of the (departmental/practice) job talk is here. It is almost done (I have to do some last minute editing) and it may not be all bad. I have been crying a lot, since I wasn’t able to fit in a lot of cool stuff I wanted to talk about. Also, my skin is irritatingly dry. Sadly, I found that I get really good ideas under the shower–and I was in need of lots of good ideas. I also had to cut out all movie clips, photographs, music, etc., which is especially disappointing, since I really wanted to justify ending the title of my talk in “…Extravaganza 3000.” I only have some transparancies, which would call for something more like “…Extravaganza (not so much) 1973.” So I decided to drop that part of the title. Anyhow, I gotta get back to the revising and then figure out what to wear (I’m color blind, so this could end up being the “extravaganza” part of my talk). Oooooh, the anxiety.