Saturday August 25, 2007
Dennis Speaks the Truth!
What's special about today? For a hint, let's turn to a scene from Monty Python and the Holy Grail:
Still stumped? Then I direct your attention to the following exchange:
King Arthur: Old woman!
KA: Man, sorry. What knight lives in that castle over there?
D: I'm 37.
D: I'm 37, I'm not old!
You said a mouthful, Dennis.
Thursday July 19, 2007
Hold On a Minute...
I've rented a car this week while I'm down in Stanford between to back-to-back weekend conferences, and it has one of those GPS mapping systems. I hadn't planned to use it, but when I made a wrong turn on a trip to the Central Valley, I figured it couldn't hurt to try it out. It worked more or less as I expected, although it has what might be the worst text entry system I've ever seen (and that's saying something). Still, the mapping and direction features are pretty nice...at least they seemed that way until I noticed something sinister.
Wednesday October 11, 2006
The Wife just sent me this email:
donner kebab, and Battlestar Galactica. Tonight. Awwww, yeah.
To which I replied (hyperlinks added for clarity):
And she didn't get it! Arrrrggggghhhhh! It's hard to be sure, but I think that may be the funniest thing I've ever written. I mean, how often does a setup like that come along? Once a decade? And I was there—I was all over it—but, alas, it was all for nothing without an appreciative audience.
P.S. We're in Leipzig. Capsule review: everything here is all...German.
Sunday September 24, 2006
On Thursday, I had my general examination, which I passed. Passed, do you hear me, passed! They laughed at me at the academy, you know, but soon I will show them all—by proposing and then writing a dissertation. Yeah, that'll show 'em.
Until then, I'll be basking in the warm, comforting glow of candidacy.
[Note to myself: Must scribble out "M.A." on all my business cards and replace it with "Ph.C.". ]
[Note to myself: Must get business cards made.]
Tuesday July 25, 2006
The End of an Era
It's the first thing people notice about me. No one in the Linguistics Department has ever known me without it. But after five and a half years, it was time for the purple hair to go. The last straw: this fall we'll be spending ten weeks in Leipzig and renting a furnished apartment, and I decided it would be rude to stain the tub, sink, bedding, and walls purple.
Before and after photos after the jump.
Tuesday June 27, 2006
Notes on Jury Duty
I just finished my second and final day of jury duty. I was in the juror pools for two criminal trials, one serious and one minor, but got peremptorily excused from both. They explicitly tell you not to take that personally, and I'm almost succeeding. (What was it? The over-education or the hair?) After the jump, I've written down a few disorganized thoughts about the process.
Saturday March 18, 2006
The quarter is over, all my final papers are turned in, and it's time for a little relaxation. The Wife and I are headed off on a weeklong cruise of the Virgin Islands, so we'll be incommunicado for a while. I'll keep an ear open for anything linguistically interesting, but I expect this to be a tanning-and-drinking vacation rather than a learning-and-exploring one, so I may have little to report.
In the meantime, to tide you over, I've pre-written a few posts and set TypePad to auto-publish them over the next few days. If they contain any typos or factual errors, I won't be around to fix them, so feel free to point out my shortcomings in the comments. Enjoy!
Saturday January 14, 2006
The other day, as we were driving home, I saw two signs that jiggled something in the free-associative section of my brain. In both cases, the logo on the sign reminded me of something apparently unrelated, but interesting.
Monday January 2, 2006
As we pass from 2005 to 2006, the march of time takes us inexorably further into the future, and the date is closer now to 2010 than it is to 2001. I don't want to go all Golden Agey on you, but it does feel like we've moved from a clean, pristine, Kier Dullea and Stanley Kubrick philosophical thriller world into a darker, louder, Roy Scheider and Peter Hyams action movie world. Or am I just getting nostalgic in my old age?
And where's my moon base, dammit? I'm pretty sure I was promised a moon base.
Thursday September 22, 2005
So, today The Wife and I were at the mall (yes, we shop at the mall). We went into The Gap to buy me some socks (yes, we shop at The Gap), and were surprised to discover that the whole store had been rearranged since the last time we were there—the men's section had been swapped with the women's section. WTF? Did the Feng Shui Police pay a visit and write them a parity reversal ticket?