Also, apparently at some point over the past three days, our ISP (Sympatico) has changed its email settings in some obscure way, so that it is no longer possible to send non-Sympatico email through their SMTP server. For several years now both Julia and I have used phrontistery.info email accounts, but rather than webmail (which I dislike on ( Read more... )

So I've been sick for the past several days. I hope it's not strep throat, although it's not an ordinary cold, and it mostly seems to be better now. Glad it came at the end of my two weeks of hell (500 pages of student papers to grade, 6500-word public lecture to write and deliver, then revise within three days into a 9000-word article which my ( Read more... )

So far today we have had to ( Read more... )

For a man whose official term ended two weeks ago, I am desperately overworked right now, and yet I really need to recharge. Last night Julie and I went to the Spinal Tap Unwigged & Unplugged concert, which was COMPLETELY AWESOME, if you like Spinal Tap and the Folksmen, which you do, if you have any sense ( Read more... )

When I develop a complex argument on a subject near and dear to my heart over at Glossographia, even one I think is really intellectually significant, virtually nobody reads it. On the other hand, when I fortuitously happen upon a news article before it gets widely picked up, my resulting blog post immediately shoots to the top of the Google ( Read more... )

I've thought about this before, but it really struck me today hard, due to some nastiness that remains unresolved: Virtually the only thing that gets me into a real rage - I mean the kind of visceral, palpable rage that leaves you shaking (see: icon) - is injustice against people I care about. Of course, Julia is first on that list (see: above), ( Read more... )

Please cram it in your piehole. Maybe you think it's cool, when you're seventy years old, immensely privileged, and have nothing to lose, to systematically provide ideological justifications for the dismantling of everything we as academics are supposed to hold dear. It isn't. Even when you're right about an issue (which you might be, this time ( Read more... )

1) Arthur got extremely upset and threw a huge tantrum because he didn't want to go to preschool, forcing me to basically haul him out the door ( Read more... )

I've only been blogging over at Glossographia for six weeks, but I've been blogging here at The Growlery, for six years, which must correspond to a century or more in Internet time. And over those past six years, but particularly over the past six weeks, I've been thinking a bit about the different reasons I blog ( Read more... )

Bleah. It took over an hour to get to work and to get Arthur to preschool today due to some sort of snafu at the bridge. The border guard was very surly even in the Nexus lane, and was asking why Arthur didn't have a visa for which he was not eligible. So probably someone somewhere has had an alert, or just a stick up their ass. Also, my nice ( Read more... )