Got up and got back down again, into bed. Teddy climbed on my chest and purred into my face. He’s a big ol’ cat and threatens to suffocate me, with all his weight, but I can’t resist a sweet creature like him.
I finally removed him and got going—“’bye Pal!”—and off I went to my Friday morning class. Ran into Pa who was doing his walk; told him to tell Ma that I wouldn’t be making it for lunch today, ‘cause I had a lunch date with “my dean,” which was true but false.
So off I went. It was going to be easy, teaching this 3-hour class, ‘cause I would use half the time on an old video about quantum mechanics and skepticism and belief. On the other hand, I had told ‘em I’d be giving them a quiz plus a makeup quiz—and I wasn’t sure I actually had that stuff written yet. Nope. So, a few minutes into the video, I darted into my office and wrote a quick quiz or two. Got it mostly done and used the break time between class halves to finish. It amazes me how I manage to get all this stuff done, and it almost always just works out fine. I like the pace of Friday mornings, ending with a big, wide-open weekend.
I’ve really been thinking about quantum weirdness lately. I’ve riffed on that stuff to talk about religion vs. science and so on. The students are nice, but they can sit like stumps, and I hate that. So, when the video ended, I told ‘em it’s as if I had come to class with a unicorn, and I walked that thing into class—clomp, clomp—and students barely look up, then start yawning. It’s like that, I said, not to react to just how weird the world is at the subatomic level. How can you not react to finding out that reality is truly weird, weirder than you can imagine?
Some of ‘em seemed to get my drift. Nice kids, mostly. They sat up straight and acted all interested. I like that video of mine and I think I got some of these kids to like it too, retroactively.
After the break, I yammered about rational egoists and collective action problems and such. I knew I had to get through a certain amount—to justify what was on those quizzes. But it all worked out in the end, though I also returned their midterms, and that was kind of a grim business, really. Knuckleheads.
The plan was to go to lunch with Karima (the “dean”) and Lisa today at 1:00. We always say we want to do that but never seem to get around to it, but Karima was determined to make it work. Lisa was already on campus with Bill E, interviewing people for adjunct instruction. I guess it was a big deal, but I had my own things to do and did them—mostly grading and getting stuff done for the weekend.
At 1:00, I could still hear Lisa, Bill, and somebody yammering way down at the end of the hall, and so I got my duplicating done and then sat down for a second just to take a breath. Then I grabbed the exams (for weekend grading) and headed down to Bill’s office. I poked my head inside and said, “We’re late.” That ended the interview, I guess, though this guy they were interviewing was very excited about something and wouldn’t stop talking about it, whatever it was. I pushed him down the hallway and got things going.
The three of us—Karima, Lisa, and me—eventually ended up in Karima’s new Nissan Leaf, an electric car, which she wanted to show us for some reason. It’s nice, I guess, though it shaped funny like some of those Nissans are.
We went to Zov’s, just down the road, and if I were driving, we’d of gotten their fast, but Karima drives like she’s using her tongue to accelerate, and so it was all hurky-jerky with inexplicable slow-downs and such. I almost said, “Want me to drive so you can use your tongue just to talk?”
But I have great affection for these women and would only say such a thing as a joke, and, after a while, I was joking around in just that way. We had a great time at old Zov’s, and Karima really let loose with her frustrations and complaints. We wildly gossiped and evaluated and condemned everything and everybody. It was good.
“None of this—promise me!—None of this is goes on the blog! None of this was ever said!”, said Karima. Well, she knew better than that.
It was 4:30 before I got home, and it was getting dark, but Teddy needs to have his fun, so I let him outside and he quickly started doing what he does, rolling in the dirt, sniffing the grass, hunting varmints, and so on. Then he ran in to get some of his favorite food.
I did some shopping online for Christmas presents for the kids. That took quite a while, but I did find something for Adam and something for Sarah. Made some dinner and watched some TV.
Kathie called and had stories to tell. Me too.