...reading for this Hobbes article continues to be the bane of my existence.
...my students have turned in sources, so I've spent the weekend checking to ensure everything is peer-reviewed by someone more authoritative than Wikipedia's anonymous authors.
...Valentine's Day was spent driving and reading in Texas.
...spent some time working on manuscripts for the research group.
...it is a lovely 63 degrees in Lake Charles at the moment, so I'll be outside doing, of all things, more reading.
The most *extreme* and radical thing at the moment is getting set up to grow my own basil and oregano. Because I'm wild like that.
Rebel without a cause. Or his own herb garden. Or the recurrent angst of attempting to reconcile Aristotelian teleology with modern existentialism in the question of existence versus nonexistence.
So, until things calm down on the academic front, my social life will probably be spent with books, which neither drink nor serve as good conversationalists.
In other news...
Oh yeah, Mardi Gras is coming, and we have that Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday off. I have beads in wait for women of loose morals. ;-)
Alles Gute.
2 comments:
Dude, you have to be on the floats for the beads to work, AND in New Orleans. LC is a family drunken environment.
Why must you kill my dreams, Hanno? It makes the baby Jesus cry.
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