One of the funniest things my sister ever reported back to me after she went off to college was the class in which, on the first day, the professor announced, “As of today you are two weeks behind, you will always be two weeks behind, and you cannot catch up.”
I kinda feel like that sometimes.
I keep thinking about all the things I’d like to post in here but never get around to. Like the post I started working on about Ah-nuld and Prop. 187—I hope I’ll finish it. Someday. Before the elections even.
Or what my daily schedule is like now. I am schedule woman, hear me roar!
Or (for Wordplay fans) the Top Ten List of Verboten Wordplay Topics, or things I’d rather never see discussed on the boards again.
But after having done my Wordplay rounds and checked on a few blogs, it’s already time to wake up Simon and dash off to get Sophia at school. Preschool’s out for summer!
We’re going to be at the Y a lot next week.
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The funniest thing that I can remember a professor saying at college was in a Philosophy class (of course). He was discussing indirect modes of discourse and had the strangest European accent, probably Swedish but I don’t remember. Anyhow, he gave as the situation that you’re standing on a bus and someone steps on your foot. Direct discourse is: “You’re standing on my foot.” Slightly indirect discourse is: “Mine is the foot underneath yours.” Extremely indirect discourse: “Are you traveling very far?”