Hein, BRC 1988 11 Aug. 2 Dead bats (which Art let me pickle), one live bat (which should have been put up tonite + will probably be dead by tomorrow), + 4 dead birds. What a waste. Dr. Wei, the ornithologist, took the birds, and tonite I saw them lying out on the window sill of identifications. But what will he do of them? Nothing probably. Wei has the most potential, is the most independent, but seems so handicapped by the system. How hard would it be to learn how to pickle birds? We got back in time for dinner, one I could have done easily up, + I asked Art about setting the Sherman's tonite. None of his undergrads has any real motivation and I could feel the negative messages from around the table as I even raised the subject. Art was to the point of steaming about the plane ticket as again Wu had made no headway on the problem all day. Art looked around + taking his cue from people's faces said we'd just set them in the morning. As I left driver Graham offered to go up me if I wanted to set them. I would not have considered