Monthly Archives: April 2007

The last few days have been full of food. We never have famine in this house, but for awhile I was really keen on plates of fruit-cheese-bread, just because I didn’t have time or energy to cook things, and neither, … Continue reading →

We didn’t really have the time, but we desperately needed a break from class work, so Erin and I spent a couple of hours walking around in Sapsucker Woods (the woods around the Cornell Lab of Ornithology) this afternoon. It … Continue reading →

Chanticleer was great.  They sang songs from the 16th century, many from the 20th century, and at the end tossed out a few jokes and a few more relaxed numbers.  The only thing Sydney and I weren’t quite sure about: … Continue reading →

I ask whether Chanticleer is a men’s group or mixed voices, and Sydney replies, “Yup, that’s why they’re so good.” He’s been goading me with comments like that all week, just to see if I turn bright red. I get … Continue reading →

Sydney and I are going to see Chanticleer (an early music men’s group) tomorrow evening. They have a large following, a ton of recordings out, and we listen to their music more than frequently. Sydney has wanted to see them … Continue reading →

Man, we’re falling apart near the end of things.  It’s the last two weeks of our last year of classes, and we’re a mess.  Sydney is stalked by a fever, easily overwhelmed after a semester of stress, and sleep-deprived.  My … Continue reading →

Here‘s a delightful article about ravens and their intelligence. My favourite two tidbits: 1) Ravens apparently think wolves stupid. Ravens take elaborate measures to deceive fellow ravens about what they’re up to when they’re spying, hiding food, and so forth. … Continue reading →

I just finished typing up comments on my students’ first drafts of their final paper.  Eight-ish hours of reading drafts, at this point in the school year, makes me feel a bit kooky.  I think I’m going to sleep before … Continue reading →

but my brain is elsewhere.  Reading drafts and papers for my students, pushing through the grind of too-much-reading-each-week, and spending long days on campus is becoming ever-more difficult.  My whole self yearns to go outside, to take walks, to read … Continue reading →

I had a great time on Saturday trying to figure out what exactly Augustine was up to in De duabus animabus. I’m not sure I succeeded, but the attempt was enjoyable all the same. I also discovered that Burlington is … Continue reading →