So if you’re doing something special for diabetes today, I hBa1C you! (A little medical humour there. Very little.)
In other news, I just walked the dog through the very cold streets of Hamilton, Ontario. In the park, we saw an old Chinese woman in a parka, doing slow-motion Wushu moves with an actual sword. No one else was there, so nobody will believe me. Not even the dog.
Speaking of which, here’s the little nubbin wearing his plaid turtleneck:
I was just informed by a Google alert that I was just cited by a scholar from the Balsillie School of International Affairs. I have no idea what the context of the citation is. All I know is that my first response was, “Balls silly. Heh heh. Balls silly school of international affairs. Heh heh. Balls silly.”
I’ve been a university professor for ten years. Yep, TEN muthafrackin’ years. And I’m proud to report that, as of May 1st of this year, I finally secured the grandest of academic boons, the much sought-after status of tenured professor. Continue reading Tenure, Bitches→