Monthly Archives: March 2007

Sydney graded papers, I muddled around with reading, writing, and cleaning, and we both felt like microwaved pizza. Sorry, that’s about as close as I can come to accuracy today. Filling my spring break with (surprise!) work has given me … Continue reading →

I suppose there won’t be too many Foucault disciples reading this blog, but, in case anyone is tempted in such a direction, Foucault gets a well-deserved castigation for shoddy scholarship here. Sydney

A note on hiking in our household: When I think of hiking, I think sneakers, Ithaca hills (as much vertical as horizontal), and enough forward motion to get pink cheeks, sweaty, and pleasantly exhausted. When Sydney thinks of hiking, he … Continue reading →

I think I’m done with taxes. I guess I’ll just wait to see if the government decides to ring me up in the next couple of weeks . . . Anyway, filing those things made me grateful that we don’t … Continue reading →

Click here to see Chris Hedges saying that Operation Rescue is an equivalent of al-Qaeda and that Christian universities that teach Creationism are the equivalent of Wahhabism. This is roughly the most inane thing I’ve seen in months, the sort … Continue reading →

There’s an amusing article in The New York Times about an ostensible conflict between biologists and philosophers, sparked by findings of the beginnings of morality in primates. The stuff about the primates is quite interesting: all about chimpanzees drowning in … Continue reading →

“A planned life is not worth living; a made bed is not worth having.” The former is loosely attributed to Plato; the latter is Sydney’s contribution. With sentiments like that, it’s a wonder Sydney and I share the same planet, … Continue reading →

I decided I couldn’t face the young engineers who fill my class without doing my own taxes this year. Last year, Sydney and I had some messy stuff going on, but this year it seemed fairly straightforward. So my calculator … Continue reading →

Kleine Gemeinde Mennonites (for those of you who don’t know, this would be the group from which I hark) typically take a pretty strong stand against any involvement in the state’s politics, noting that Jesus said ‘My Kingdom is not … Continue reading →

My friend the Song Sparrow was back again and ate his fill while perching on my shoe. He (or she — they look the same) even chirped pleasantly a few times. Sydney