[Blog]
Lately, a mysterious phenomena has been occurring in my apartment. Objects are vanishing at an alarming rate and it's become a trial to find the items I'm looking for because they seem to be placed in new, unexpected locations- such as clothing hangers in the closet rather than hanging from the ceiling fan. I suspect it is the work of Mister Sollomovici who has made a habit of frequenting my home for what I can only assume is the company of a fellow mathematician.
My home is always open to guests and visitors, in fact, all LU staff and personnel are welcome to join me for coffee and cards on Saturday afternoons. I will gladly extend this invitation to my students as well- provided their coursework is done before then. For the sake of avoiding law suits, these sessions will not be as high risk as my usual games.
[Memo emailed to all relevant individuals]
Attention those in Linear Algebra, Advanced Algebra, Calculus and (insert other math courses here), the following students need to see me after the lecture tomorrow morning:
Ion Sollomovici
Alfred F. Jones
Johanna Kingsley
Padmini Kumar
(Insert your name here for the sake of hilarity if you wish)
[Private entry- non-hackable]
It has come to my attention that without my lesson plans, my lectures and my classes have been suffering for it. Those of a higher caliber of mathematical comprehension have little to no issues following along but those with a more rudimentary grasp seem to be struggling. More than that, I take great interest in the fact that many of them have expressed a dislike for the course- and subsequently my person- on their blogs. Do they believe I am incapable of utilizing the same technology they do, thereby unable to see what they have written? I am only thirty-four...
Thirty-four...
How horrible.