You lose a few, you lose a few

So, I was upset at yet another demand on my time not shared by others and called my Chair out on it. That didn’t go great. Unfortunately, I wasn’t thinking clearly enough to make any kind of cogent argument and ranted on various issues. He’s not the vindictive type, but I suppose I’ll lay low for a while. It’s not like he can take away resources I don’t have. Tip for any administrators who may be reading: overburden your highest performing faculty member of the past [many] years and say it’s a sign of respect. Ah well, what am I going to do, not sign my contract for next year?

College means not being…

…a fuck up.  (At least I left the profanity out of the title.  I found this one in my drafts folder from several months ago, so I decided I might as well post it.)

One of the problems with growing up poor and with relatively few opportunities is that you really can’t fuck up anywhere along the line.  If I ever have the guts, I’m going to post a more TMI description of my childhood, but the reasons I was able to go to college were:
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Summertime and the livin’s measly

(BTW, for those who view my home page, sorry for the recent lack of “Continue Reading” buttons; I just kept forgetting them, and kept forgetting to view the home page to see what it was looking like, as opposed to the “Dashboard” which is the “man behind the curtain” for a WordPress blog.)

So, summer is rushing by, but I’m making great progress on research.  Yeah, right.  Although I will get about a week’s worth of research done, I’m actually ass-deep in major course/curriculum development. Continue reading