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[FishProf]

That was a critique, not a request.

[Parasaurolophus]

It's pretty cool to drive through Alberta's endless canola fields when they're in bloom.

[ciao_yall]

Too much of the DEI! Poppies... poppies... poppies...

[jimbogumbo]

???

[little bongo]

Yeah, struggled with this one for a while, too. I have a few possibilities.

1) DEI (officers, administrators, etc.), like poppies, act as a soporific, and put one to sleep.
2) One would rather sleep than hear more DEI stuff.
3) One wants to use poppies to put DEI staff and administration to sleep.

Too much time on my hands, I guess. My own take is that DEI is like any-other well-intentioned set of ideas--some good comes from it, and some silliness as well.

[Parasaurolophus]

Cold day in hell, etc. But that's right.

[little bongo]

"The Gish Gallop" is tough to argue against--see also "Brandolini's Law." Maybe best to take a break.

[secundem_artem]

What should I do if somebody is triggered by the word "trigger" since it implies violence?

[jimbogumbo]

Someone is off a couple of centuries.

[little bongo]

Deeply silly questions, probably on purpose. Intelligent answers, though.

[sinenomine]

Watching a colleague in leadership implode is like watching a slow-motion train wreck.

[apl68]

"Seminars Without Tears" on the "Teaching" sub-forum shows up abbreviated as "Seminars Without Tea--" on the main screen.  I suppose maybe some have been reading it as "Seminars Without Tea."  Somehow whenever I see that, my mind wants to complete it as "Seminars Without Teachers."  YMMV as to which of these scenarios would be the worst.

[Morden]

I always think "Seminars without Teachers," sort of like Peter Elbow's book Writing without Teachers.

[Langue_doc]

Watching a colleague in leadership implode is like watching a slow-motion train wreck.

Watching our so-called leaders implode is like being in a slow-motion train wreck.

[Juvenal]

"The Nutty Professor, or: Squirrel in my Pocket?"

Today at one or the other of my docs, I pulled out my pocket calendar and an acorn came up with it.

I think it came in when I windshield-wiped the car on setting out and had the side window open.  The wipers scattered a handful acorns in several directions and one direction must have been a bouncing towards my chest.

One of life's little surprises.

And, yes, it is a "mast year" around here.