Curious George killed the cat.
Curious George killed the cat.
Curious George killed the cat.
I’m a philosopher: I bite bullets for breakfast.
Some resolutions for 2013: Get into shape, damn it. But like, a pretty bad ass shape. Finish two dissertation chapters. Apply for academic jobs. Not injure any more bones Keep a list of alcoholic beverages consumed. For… posterity?
I do these every year. It keeps me honest. So how did I do this year? Be in better shape than I am now Fail. But not by much. Pass my departmental prelim Success! And… Success!! Contact friends and family…
It occurred to me this vacation that it was incredibly hard to talk about politics with people. It shouldn’t make any sense that politics would be a touchy issue. Most of us can’t really affect the situation around us. When…
At midnight, we’re all drinking grape Flavor Aid laced with a SECRET ingredient. Don’t worry about driving home, you won’t even need to. ;D
I know it’s not the end of the world, but it is the mother of all Mayan New Year’s Eve parties. So I’m still getting my drink on.
Okay, so I’ve posted less than once per month in 2012. I apologize. I was busy carpeing the diem. So what’s important for my freaders to know: I am now officially getting paid to think. I have 18 months of…
There are so many tumbleweeds here, I feel like I hit the snooze button on my appointment at high noon.
If I started my own fellowship, I’d call it the Jolly Good Fellowship. So that people would be able to say they were “Jolly Good Fellows.”