Two unrelated subjects...

1) We watched "Her" (on amazon). If it hadn't cost $4, I would have bailed when it was half over. I was really, really glad we did not waste the price of a pair of Spectrum tickets when it was in theatres! It was too long, the last 2/3 was tiresome, and while it was interesting at first and the premise was clever, it too quickly jumped into a serious relationship between the guy and the OS with little or no warm up or background. After 15 minutes the OS devolved into a whining nag. "Annoying" doesn't begin to capture it. By the middle of the movie I wanted to delete all traces of the program, and then get a sledgehammer and smash whatever devices were hosting it, just for good measure. Why didn't he just turn the d-mn thing off?

We also watched several 1930s movies, all much better than the above atrocity...this is true even of the ones that were not great. We saw "Baby Face" which was excellent, "Stella Dallas" which was sad but OK, and "Grand Hotel" which was pretty good.

2) I planted my garden! It's pretty late, but it hasn't been that warm until recently. I've had all the containers: flowers, tomatoes, lettuce, spinach, kale, spices done for a few weeks, but this morning I sowed two types of pole beans, two types of cucumbers and one hill of zucchini. I used 800 pounds of cow manure on the patch this year, beneficial nematodes to combat potential cucumber beetles and squash bugs, and inoculant to help the beans with nitrogen. I never have luck with zucchini but I'm hoping this year will be the charm.

Strawberry time, and I want to go picking!!

Another week goes by without a post! I really didn't expect that to happen this summer, but I've had many other thing distracting me. Last week I had internet problems galore (fixed now but set me back with my classes), and this week I have been taking advantage of the dry weather (also very hot) to do yard and gardening work. We went to Samsonville over the weekend, and when we got home on Sunday, both dogs got out of the fence! Oh no. This is how you lose your Beagles! They "bit the apple" and discovered the wonders in the ravine between our house and the cemetery. We did manage to get both of them back within an hour, and last night we did yet another cobbed repair on the pitiful fence. So this weekend's job will be putting in a brand new one, something we've needed for years. Contractors balk at the job (because it is small) and so it looks like it is do-it-yourselfer time. Can't risk losing Prince Harry and Rosey Posey!

Forgot to post this a week or so ago.

Today I got a loud reminder that I have a pair of hunting dogs. It's not that I am unaware of this in general, but rarely do they get a real opportunity to "get" something more than a plush toy. Well, today they did. Both participated in the flushing out, but it was Harry's kill. I couldn't identify the animal, but I think it was probably a groundhog. Afterwards he alternated between picking it up, carrying it around and sometimes puting it down so he could walk around to sniff elsewhere. Rosie kept a safe distance, but approached when he was less attentive. He always saw her threatening his prize, though, and would dash back and growl. This is the only time I've ever seen her not be the alpha.

One thing I discovered is that he eventually responded to "leave it!" He then sat and looked expectantly at me, as if I would collect it. No way! Luckily Bob got home a short time later. It's awful, but Beagles will be Beagles. I haven't had many dogs who killed things. More cats who would, but not Teddy. These  two dogs are driven, though and as a pair they may be unstoppable. Poor critters. Stay out of the yard or else.

They were both so proud and happy last night. And I think they were expecting praise and perhaps that I would cook us all a rodent dinner!

 Harry's tail!

We've been having some glorious weather (though at times it is a little hot for sleeping).

I went away for a few days, stayed in Samsonville for the long weekend and got back last night. Today is my first face-to-face class for summer session. It's a blended class made up of some on campus sessions, some web conferences, and online modules. It's graduate, and I expect enrollment of 11 students.

Otherwise today is not a very good day for me. Another contrast from my last post (a week ago). Enough said.

I read a very long entry of Mark Twain's concerning Bret Harte. He's on a tear, trashing those he did not like. Maybe I will post some of it when I have a chance.

Excellent post. I'm not sure it's just college students, though. Plenty of extremists are intolerant of the POV of others. The embrace Marcuse-type beliefs (although I doubt they have heard of him.) It's a reason I believe I teach one of the most important courses in the university, and feel privileged to do so, despite what some of said extremists probably think of the class.

 It's a beautiful day, and I am in a really good mood! Amazing what being done with the grading marathon does for my attitude. Here's some goodness courtesy of the yard:

 The lilacs are blooming

 

I hope this is "a good year for tomatoes."

And here's the delightfully vicious entry from Mark Twain  about Senator Clark that I mentioned yesterday:

It's obvious from the silence since my last post that I have done nothing except work on spring grades since the last day of classes. I did take off both Sundays, and at night I did some reading. I did not burn the midnight oil. But I just finished, and now I have to let them simmer for a while -- meaning put the spreadsheets aside before entering them into the system.

While reading Mark Twain's autobiography, I came across this remarkable entry a few days ago. (And, finally -- a blistering one about Senator Clark that I will also post eventually.) What would he think about all the entitlements today?

 Last day of classes yesterday, taken from my new office.

I also decided to take a better picture of my inherited jade plant.

The university president is meeting with my department on Wednesday, and we've been told to come prepared with questions and comments. If I have the opportunity, I plan to ask whether there is any chance of going back to the pre-kegs-n-eggs fiasco spring schedule. The current one is terrible -- a mid-March St. Patrick's Day break rather than February and April. It's at odds with school schedules in February, and Passover and Easter mean that many students miss class in April anyway, and the absence has to be overlooked since it's for religious reasons.

I've been thinking about comments as well, and while it is unlikely I'll have the opportunity to say much, it's useful to reflect on things that could be shared. I am one of the few (if not the only) faculty member to deal with undergraduates, and their issues are different than graduate level.

Technology has influenced them greatly. I'm no Luddite, in fact, I am a champion of technology, but sometimes it gets in the way. They text on handhelds constantly, they have a reduced attention span, they don't read. Another thing that has a negative impact is that many work nearly full-time. They will miss class to work, and sacrifice studying, reading, and being prepared for class.

The limited attention span, lack of reading, various distractors, and general exhaustion seem to be resulting in students who don't follow assignment guidelines -- they think instructions are mere recommendations, not requirements, or they don't understand them, or they don't bother to read them at all -- or maybe they just aren't paying attention.

Naturally, this doesn't describe all students, and maybe doesn't even describe the majority. Unfortunately, the more difficult students and classes tend to overshadow the shining stars. The lack of engagement of some -- no matter how much effort I put in -- can be draining by this point in the semester.

More essays! But I have time, and there aren't too many, so it isn't so bad.

Office is coming together. I brought in carpet cleaner and managed to get a really bad stain out. I also cleaned my computer chair. I couldn't resist, took another picture of my Gunlock chair:

The ethical issue resolved to my satisfaction, and I was able to finish the essays yesterday. I still have about a dozen more to go, but they are for a different class and don't need immediate attention. Yay all around.

I am about 1/3 of the way through an enormous batch of essays I've had hanging over my head. I find myself preoccupied by the ethical question I cryptically referenced yesterday. I still won't elaborate specifically, but I wish I could, as I seriously need to vent. I'm definitely going to push until it's solved -- I just hope I can force myself to finish the essay grading task I dislike before I am able to clear my mind of the unanswered questions I have. Not easy! But end of semester looms and there's no time for procrastination.

I am facing a task I dislike, grading essays. Many students procrastinated (they have four topics and two chances to submit an essay, either early or late in the semester) and so there are a lot more than half the class to do. Ughhhhh.

What's not helping is that a problem has cropped up re: last semester's plagiarism case. Nothing to do with the student hassling me, more of a process concern that is making me very alarmed about ethics. I'm almost, but not quite, mad enough to write about it here.

It was presentation week in my classes and the students did great! It always causes some anxiety for them, fueled mostly by procrastination (and a little by being uncomfortable speaking in front of class). So now end of semester countdown begins, two weeks of classes to go!

 Unfortunately, I didn't remember to take a picture until the job was started, but here is the before photo of the back of "the chair."

And here's "the chair" all done!

I do my own taxes -- with pencil and paper, no software. It's a math activity that I like enough to not feel the need to pay for. But overall, I hate the task. I can't stand seeing how much we pay, and sometimes have to pay. It isn't that I want to shirk paying my fair share. I'd never cheat to try to get money back or avoid paying. But seriously? I also cannot stand the convoluted paperwork. Really? I'm 100% a public sector person, have great respect for civil servants, but are you kidding me? I can just imagine the ridiculous process that produces these absurd calculations.

What hurt this year was that I'd planned Friday as "the day" but then I was too sick to even attempt getting started. So it waited until yesterday. I still didn't feel great, but I had no choice. I finished at 2:45 AM, and the mailman took the envelopes away at 9:45. Yay.

I can't really write this on fb as I have a few "friends" who are "on the system" types who also are fb bullies. It gives me no pleasure to contemplate that my $ goes into their pockets -- they are perfectly competent, even privileged people who are lazy or crazy or both, and just feel entitled to take. Anything I wrote would be interpreted as if I was either a militia type or a 1%-er. Then, I don't want to empower the other extreme, the sprinkling of anti-government types among my "friends" who would perceive me as a kindred spirit! LOL. There's a lot more nuance possible here at GBP.

The other distasteful thing about the annual task is that it takes time away from my to do list -- and the clock is ticking on end of semester.

Thank you gift from a boy in faith formation

Thursday night after I got home from campus, I came down with the worst stomach bug I've had in years. Ugh! The details are TMI, but let's say you can just rip yesterday's calendar page out. At this point, I am up to ginger ale and toast (one piece). Since I don't eat bread or drink soda, this took some doing!

The case of the missing chair: recently I moved into a new (much nicer) office. The prior occupant left behind a wooden side chair with tattered upholstery. The chairs in her new office are in better shape, and she said I could have it, or if I felt it was too forlorn, I should throw it away.

I liked the chair, despite the worn fabric, and decided I would keep it. When Bob visited to see my new space, he immediately said "that's a Gunlock chair." So I bought fabric, and hauled his cordless screwdriver to campus on Tuesday to begin the reupholster job.

I took off the back, but discovered the seat required a regular screwdriver, which wasn't in the case. I decided the fabric needed ironing anyway, so I'd have to finish on Thursday. Thursday morning I arrived with another screwdriver and an iron...and my chair was gone!

After looking around the department (lots of moves, painting, etc. taking place at present), I contacted the office that has responsibility for such tasks, and was referred to email elsewhere, which I did. No response. Suddenly our department coordinator had a bright idea...she found my chair in the tunnel (four stories below).

Now, I have some ideas...but who took my chair and why?

Studying social class in Toleration class. I assigned groups of students a class, and had them make posters.

Second to last faith formation class. The kids have spring fever -- lots of energy to say the least! Tonight, we studied the art print "Good Friday" by Maggi Hambling (1989) and started the culminating project: banners that will be displayed in the chirch for Easter. These are the samples we made. The kids have the same burlap panel, bamboo dowel / rope hanger, and burlap cross. Aside from those elements, they will have free choice of design and decorations: felt, foam mosaic squares, fabric markers, artificial flower petals, dried flower potpourri, and pictures of flowers from old calendars. Tonight we looked at many design ideas and worked on sketches, and then they cut out shapes and letters. Next week will involve about a case of Elmer's glue as they put it all together.

 Teddy cat went to a veterinary opthamologist this morning. He's had clousy eyes ever since we adopted him, but after his third eye ulcer episode a couple weeks ago, our vet Dr. Tina referred us to a specialist. It turns out he has corneal dystrophy, a condition that is fairly common in dogs (especially boston terriers, chihuahuas and doxies) but rare in cats. There is no cure for it, but hopefully the eye drops he'll be on for the rest of his life will prevent the ulcers from developing, or at least reduce the frequency.

His right eye was bad before he saw our regular vet 3 weeks ago. It cleared up with the ointment she gave us (as it always does) so he seemed 100% this morning (excapt for the usual cloudiness). But the specialist was able to see a small ulcer in his left eye, although he was showing no obvious symptons -- surprising, as I know they are very painful. It's degenerative (and probably hereditary), so his vision is likely to gradually decline (he can see fine now). If he lives to be very old (he's nearly 9 now, we've had him since he was 5), he may go blind. She put a temporary contact lens in his eye to protect it!