Tuesday, August 30, 2005

a neo-Aristotelian refrigerator

If I ever wanted to explain phronesis to numerous people, not that I'd ever presume to do that as long as fjr is around, but anyway, if she were not around, or I were not around, or both (which accurately describes how things are), this is what my explanation of phronesis would be:

Whoa: Have you ever thought about how, like,

the scenario of you eating out of your refrigerator is a boring everyday event

but the scenario of someone else eating out of your refrigerator is dramatically hazardous and life threatening?

In conclusion, (formulaic ending. there is no summary, only zul).

Hello, School Year

(how the day ended)

I am giving you and Sharon one invitation to Jasmine's Hello Kitty birthday party, lawanda us in the elevator, because I know you two are a couple.

The elevator door opened on nine. Robert waved loudly. We were laughing.

You know I never agreed to that, I mock whispered conspiritorialiy. The elevator door started to close.

Baby I want to ditch her and get with yooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu---

I hollered campily, and Sharon's hair looked good, and the elevator descended.
Sometimes you hear yourself tell someone about the parameters of how you feel, and come to the immediate realization that you no longer beleive your own bullshit.
Make it stop, I whispered to Sosnoski.

He looked at his watch.

It's going to stop on its own in 2 hours in 15 minutes, he said.

Dead silence.

14 minutes. He said.

law of elevators

In the Maccabees bldg., you never step into and out of an elevator as the same person.

departmental approval

Strange things happen when I press the down arrow from floor 10 to 9, so when alone and skipping out, I always take the stairs.

But when I tried to cut out of faculty orientation Name Deleted was sitting on the stairwell, starring Himself.

Hey, he said softly.

Hi! I said. .

Just so you know, he said. I admire your critique of the digital literacy policy, AND your outfit, AND your nametag.

Sometimes, he sighed, people high up on the heirarchy will have to sympathize with you in secret. But know that the spirit is there.

He made a peace sign. I made one back. Once again, a thing of immense importance had happened between floors.

It represents the pain of separation from a lost beginning.

"We're counting the nametags at the begginning of the day", Name deleted me on the phone, "so you make sure you show up".

I looked abysmally at the row of truant faculty nametags on the table and the Kwame billboard out the window and Name deleted's locked office door. In spirit, I was with them.

Current affirmations: I have successfully tampered with my nametag at TA orientation.

faculty orientation: the musical

Make It Stop.

Sunday, August 28, 2005

mythical geography

Setting: Due e. on Warren ave. .

Hilary, Chris and Johnathan are doing it way big with a tray of ends (here, "it" is defined as nothing in particular).

Wow, said Johnathan, I accept this sticky end as my personal savior.

A shadow passed over Chris' face. Scotten, he said. Do you think do you think we should--

(no one ever wants to say it)

you know

(it's stupid but)

Yeah? said Hilary.

Okay, whispered johnathan satirically, here's the plan. If someone comes up and tries to mug us, you both go run and put your hands on that post at Wyoming Ave and cry out, "I'm touching Dearborn! You can't get me".

Friday, August 26, 2005

attendance

Attendance
Students are expected to attend every session of English 1020 unless a Serious Emergency happens. A Serious Emergency is defined as a problem that creates a written record such as a towing estimate, death certificate or hospital bill.

However, there is an appropriate time and place for skipping courses in college. Specifically, the appropriate time for skipping this section of English 1020 is: on the last Friday of every month (i.e., Standardization Awareness Day).

Note: Standardization Awareness Day is a critical thinking assignment, not a free day. Be prepared to discuss the impact on standardization on the cultural tradition of skipping class.

human kindness

Ewwwww, it's sticking to my clothes. Get it OFF! Get it! Get it!

It's like,

I just got drive-by Francied.
damn it.

time to write my

goddamn syllabus.
Well, said Sharon, I was thinking the same thing.

And what does that mean? I asked combatively.

It means that I am agreeing with you and disagreeing with Neal,

she calmly spelled out,

only: take it very very slow.

For Chrisssake,

I said in solemn happiness, how can you be so blase?

"So where are you?"

Sharon replied sensibly, "Do you want to come over for some unprofessional coffee, bread and soup?"

current status

current height: 1.5 feet (with added thickness of pillow over head)
current lenght: 6 feet (arms extended over mattress)
current weight: 115 lbs (with added weight of snappy quilt)
current mood: sheer bewilderment

Friday, August 19, 2005

three rules for TAs

1. Don't feign annoyance at student behaviors that you secretly enjoy.
2. On the bright side, your graduate professors are not fundamentally smarter or more knowledgeable than you are.
3. On the downside, you are not fundamentally smarter or more knowledgable than your students.

four rules

1. You always have the same number of problems.
1. If it hadn't been for that, it would have been something else.
2. It's not that exceptional. Every living breathing situation is more complex than the law.
3. No matter what happens, you can always have some cereal.

sirens, rotten lanyards and unbeeswaxed ears

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so. your concerns are noted, and i just shake my head and cluck. whiles like
a puffed and reckless libertine Jim the primrose path of dalliance treads. i
have also had to deal with a couple of teary eyed does after they had been up
to Dobski's. the day erased, the lesson done ready for the free flight into
the wordless and in come some of the victims of the road looking for Virgil.
i winced when i listened to the long litany of sad gropings and flaccid (some
turgid i hear) cooings. he must be a very lonely, unhappy man right now. is
it uxorial stress? his mom on and off of her death bed? i hope this hasn't
been going on for years. i wish i didn't get wind of it at all because it's
diminished the appeal of the meeting with the group. all i can do is listen
but keep my eyes on the road, and my hands on the wheel. unfortunately, that
course of action seems to have little effect because apparently if i don't go
to the party, the party comes to me. sad. i enjoyed teaching my class. loads
of dialectic going on. the last thing i wanted to do was drink and
commiserate, so i went for a long paddle. i was kissing the sublime until i
got back. amy was sleeping on the lawn with a blanket from my bed and donnell
was in the garage sifting through my books, and i guess Jim and others had
been by drinking half of my beers. where did it all go so wrong? i miss Chris.

ton,
tom

Amy

Amy: the ineluctable modality of friendship. Tom and me in a hortus deliciarum of adolescent indignation. The mess always seems like a blind alley, a disappearing horizon where all the laws and rules are inapplicable.

Maybe I still have the email in my old account.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

spelling it out

Your Portfolio

Students will not receive grades on individual assignments. Rather, you will put everything you write into your portfolio for evaluation at the end of the semester.

Definition of portfolio
A portfolio is a hard binder with the metal rings that you spent the fifth grade snapping open and shut. Portfolios are the pachyderm of writing technology: you can throw them over the Lodge overpass and your written work will be preserved. Alternate names for portfolio include binder, trapper, and trapper keeper.

Not so fast
This course is designed to force you to engage in the process of writing. Here, process means that you have to do multiple drafts of each assignment and highlight your revisions from draft to draft. Specifically, you are asked to create and receive feedback on four (4) drafts before you put each assignment in your portfolio.
1. a draft for self-evaluation.
2. a draft for peer evaluation.
3. a draft for my feedback.
4. a draft for evaluation by a member of the community you’re writing for or about.
We’ll discuss specific protocol (i.e., steps for doing and documenting it) for the draft evaluations in further detail in class on Wednesday, September 13.

Structuring your portfolio
Place the assignments in your portfolio in numerical sequence (i.e., Assignment 1, Assignment 2, Assignment 3, Assignment 4….). Every assignment should have its own section and be separated from other assignments by a divider. Dividers have tab labels for handy reference.

Each section should be structured as followed:
1.draft 1 3. draft 2 5. Draft 3 7. Draft 4
2.self evaluation form 4. peer evaluation 6. My feedback 8. community eval.
9. “final” draft (quote marks emphasize the problematic myth of “final” drafts).

Porfolios without binders
Will be eaten.

whoa, has anyone seen

that subtly evocative "Kwame X" billboard?

I wonder if Kwame would be willing to discuss that with my English 1020 students.

(realistic first day of class fantasy)

Hilary (pleasantly): ok, raise your hand if you have seen the billboard where...

student a: is this for Assignment 1?

hilary's experimental new grading policy

Note: "Experimental" is academic for: based on what actually happens.

meeting notes

I'm willing to give this book a try, said Sharon doubtfully. And I see how it can foster a sense of political consciousness, but how helfpul is it for teaching your students how to write a literature review.

Extremely. It's extremely helpful.

And how is that?

Well, you start from the premise that a literare review is kind of story about the origin of an academic project.

Sure.

And if there's anything that the discipline of Composition wants to get across, it's that you don't merely discover the history of your topic through library research: Rather, in the literature review, you construct or peice together a story about the history of the topic that fits in with the overarching purpose of your project.

Obviously.

Yeah! So the literature review discussion goes:

Jacub's history--myths of origin as a genre--the literature review as a myth of origin.

No, Sharon sighed, I'm pretty sure that it doesn't.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Negative Outlook Day

I have discovered a cure for PMS at Whole Foods Market. The cure is distributed evenly among the variety of delicious free samples.

Negative Outlook Day

One time Roxanne warned Ayeda that I am marked for my lack of strong negative emotions.

This is a misperception. I do experience the following emotions on a consistent basis: hatred, sadness, lonelieness, crying, desire to inflict harm. Specifically, I experience them every month the day before my period starts.

Lots of girls like to dismiss this need to club people and eat their bones as transient and illusory because it lasts for 24 hours. However, I think PMS serves a specific psychosocial function in calling your attention to problems that are normally smoothed over by a fairly bucolic outlook on life.

Deep down, I probably DO hate crowded video stores, the institutionalized traffic bottleneck known as the Detroit-Windsor borderand my vaccuum. Neal can be a Big Giant Poophead. And I am not prepared to like Current Crush as much as I do, which can lead to pulling him toward me with my right hand and pushing him away with my left, and temporarily replacing him with a gooey doughnut.

Normally I don't think about all these things because it is time to put a coat of primer on the kitchen wall.

Today I cried for a second because my coffee filters keep swimming in the filter holder, and then the coffee does not percolate. Or, more accurately, percolates backward.

Then I bought a shining new coffee pot. Now the filters are swimming peacefully in 2 out of 4 rooms.

Sunday, August 07, 2005

Hilly needs to search the whole planet

"for that one special person who completes her life", said my mom pleasantly. "But wouldn't it be convenient if they lived 2 doors down and they were going to be a doctor?"

Thursday, August 04, 2005

speaking of South America

My mom ran into Alexander James Tarnas on our front patio, where he just happened to be eating an organic pbj sandwitch.

AJ and I have seen each other in the naked wild and totally unprofessional state of being seven years old. We used to build treehouses together.
"Do I need to take something to kill it?" Hilary asked anxiously.

"Well now" Dr. Diez said charmingly, "it looks like it's already dead".

"Oh these?"

said Dr. Diez, palming his microscope "these are nothing".

current status

I am teeming with life.

Monday, August 01, 2005

In subsaharan Africa, they add Mebendazole to soft drinks.

It's surprisingly hard to get at CVS.

Eeeeeeeeeew

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wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.


(wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww).


Oh I'm almost over it,

no wait,

w.