Classes are starting and we have already had the department party. At the department party: Students: Can we be in your class? Professor Zero: You do not want to be in my class. I am the Worst Professor Ever! Students: You may have heard that, but it is not what our friends say! Allons voir. … More Stolen from Historiann
Has anyone ever used RefWorks? Did you like it? How does it compare to other research and writing management programs? Axé.
Do you actually use your accounts on LinkedIn or Academia.edu? If so, how do you find the time? I have blogs, Twitter, and Facebook. Facebook to communicate in town with civic and student organizations, Twitter because it is a convention, and blogs to think about work. I do not really read Tweets because I do … More Social Overload
…hacia la mar, que es la muerte. The dentist has given my tooth five or six years to live. There might be decay on the root, and if there is, it is too far up on the root to get to, and if all of this is true then my tooth will meet its end … More Diente por diente
I decided it was time to renovate my curriculum vitae, so I have been doing it. This is for updating, refreshing, pruning, and reediting, but it is also so as to have a .txt ready to use to learn LaTex or at least Lyx with. Both programs have curriculum vitae templates and I have looked … More Vita Fetish
[The mockingbird completes his song:] O darkness! O in vain! O I am very sick and sorrowful O brown halo in the sky near the moon, drooping upon the sea! O troubled reflection in the sea! O throat! O throbbing heart! And I singing uselessly, uselessly all the night. O past! O happy life! O … More Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking XI
FUCKE, as he would say. I just left a comment on another blog while signed in to my university e-mail account, and said comment inadvertently made it clear who the author of this blog is. FUCKE. It doesn’t matter since my ex chair, my ex dean, my ex man and various other people know my … More Comrade Physioproffe
[Mockingbird:] Shake out carols! Solitary here, the night’s carols! Carols of lonesome love! death’s carols! Carols under that lagging, yellow, waning moon! O under that moon where she droops almost down into the sea! O reckless despairing carols. But soft! sink low! Soft! let me just murmur, And do you wait a moment you husky-nois’d … More Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking X
…et alia. To inaugurate Monday. Axé.
A payada sung in 2010, in a prison in the province of Córdoba, Argentina. Para que vean todavía queda algo relativamente auténtico en este mundo degradado, said I, attempting to affect a milonga-style world-weariness. Axé.
coldhearted scientist وداد 