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Robert the Spruce!
Nov. 1st, 2006 08:46 pm
Currently at UW: 3.1; high today 6.2. We lost about ten degrees yesterday afternoon. Flurries in the forecast again for tomorrow. This seems like an unusual amount of snow this soon. The records indicate it was 19 degrees in Toronto last early November.
I'm going to declare the trick of ripening avocadoes by putting them in a bag with pears a partial success. After one day with one pear, and another day with two pears, they have gone from green and hard to almost ripe. I was hoping for ripe, and salad production today for library trekking tomorrow, but whatcha gonna do. (Add another pear.)
It seems kind of a shame to break with my ongoing litany of rejection here, but: in the interests of not falsifying the record, I ought to report that I learned via the first post-Whitby mail that the etymology paper was accepted by Philosophy Today. Hallefreekinlujah. Of course, ever since receiving that news, I am nagged by the suspicion that Philosophy Today must actually be a crappy journal. But, well. The stars re-aligned themselves on the train to Whitby, no doubt. (Probably when it started going backwards.) I learned in Whitby that the Crito paper was accepted by the Society for Ancient Greek Philosophy--which will take me to godless pagan San Francisco!--which I was really not expecting, either. It's a funny game.
(And also for the record: though the Series didn't go seven, I did actually manage to see a game, Game 1, which ended, I think, just past 4 a.m., in the Burnham Beeches Hotel. Between innings, instead of commercials, it had two guys in tuxedos, one Brit and one American, explaining the game. And rating Bob Seger's rendition of God Bless America. And delivering the following trivia question: what was the last World Series, prior to this year's, in which both managers had at least 1100 career wins? My best guess was the last time Torre met Cox, though I doubted Torre had 1100 by then. But Torre vs. Cox it was, in 1999.)
And now, job season, which means it's time to invent this year's version of What I Want to Do When I Grow Up.
I'm going to declare the trick of ripening avocadoes by putting them in a bag with pears a partial success. After one day with one pear, and another day with two pears, they have gone from green and hard to almost ripe. I was hoping for ripe, and salad production today for library trekking tomorrow, but whatcha gonna do. (Add another pear.)
It seems kind of a shame to break with my ongoing litany of rejection here, but: in the interests of not falsifying the record, I ought to report that I learned via the first post-Whitby mail that the etymology paper was accepted by Philosophy Today. Hallefreekinlujah. Of course, ever since receiving that news, I am nagged by the suspicion that Philosophy Today must actually be a crappy journal. But, well. The stars re-aligned themselves on the train to Whitby, no doubt. (Probably when it started going backwards.) I learned in Whitby that the Crito paper was accepted by the Society for Ancient Greek Philosophy--which will take me to godless pagan San Francisco!--which I was really not expecting, either. It's a funny game.
(And also for the record: though the Series didn't go seven, I did actually manage to see a game, Game 1, which ended, I think, just past 4 a.m., in the Burnham Beeches Hotel. Between innings, instead of commercials, it had two guys in tuxedos, one Brit and one American, explaining the game. And rating Bob Seger's rendition of God Bless America. And delivering the following trivia question: what was the last World Series, prior to this year's, in which both managers had at least 1100 career wins? My best guess was the last time Torre met Cox, though I doubted Torre had 1100 by then. But Torre vs. Cox it was, in 1999.)
And now, job season, which means it's time to invent this year's version of What I Want to Do When I Grow Up.
