I have gotten a remarkable amount of work done on my phone while waiting for my delayed eye doctor’s appointment, but it is now time to read Rogue Squadron on Libby and not feel guilty about it.

Saw an AI “summarize this discussion” button in Canvas today and it was a real downer. It seems to be only instructor-facing, which is better(?) but still makes me angry.

« Vous savez pourquoi il n’y a pas de mot anglais pour “la mie” ? Parce qu’il n’y a que ça dans vos pains américains, il n’y a pas de croûte ! » - ma professeure de français à l’université

Okay, so, is “Super Smash Brothers” just supposed to be a play on “Super Mario Brothers”? On one hand, I’m embarrassed for not realizing(?) that earlier; on the other, it seems like low-tier wordplay, so it honestly never occurred to me before.

It’s early, and I’m tired, but with some help frim French, I just realized something cool about the etymology of the word “defeat,” so I’ve got that going for me.

Silly me, worrying about getting up on time to get kiddo to school early for a morning activity. I should have just trusted my brain to continue its streak of waking up an hour early and refusing to let me back asleep.

Outlook reactions continue to be THE WORST.

Un donut, ça remonte aussi le moral (même quand je fais des efforts de consommer moins de sucre).

J’aurai une réunion difficile aujourd’hui, et j’écoute donc Les Cowboys Fringants pour me remonter le moral.

A clone of Deanna Troi named Deanna Quatr.

Apple refuses to easily sync music libraries between computers because they want me to pay for Apple Music. What it actually does is push me to spend more time listening to internet radio.

Today’s been a lot, but I’ve once again successfully channelled “watching Scott Pilgrim clips on YouTube” into “just check out the comics and read those, already.”

Can we agree that swearing at one’s email inbox counts as work so that I can say I’ve been especially productive today?

It is September 13th. I am already buying myself a tea advent calendar and hating myself for it. I am thinking about how much more offensive capitalist Christmas should be to Christians than secular Christmas.

Dad tip: Always build in a buffer between the walk home from school and your next meeting so that there’s plenty of time in case you need to clean up a scraped elbow and serve medicinal ice cream.

If there’s one cause I truly aspire to be more radical about, it’s non-violence.

I’ve studied enough educational psychology to know I don’t believe in a “general intelligence factor,” but not enough I’m confident I could talk kiddo’s school out of testing students for it.

Today was really, truly going to be a much-needed writing day, and then I didn’t even clear my inbox until 2:30. Yayyyyyy.

Spaced on an evening meeting that I’d actually been looking forward to and 😫😫😫

DuckDuckGo (or Bing?) really loves to feed me local results when I’m deliberately looking for results in another city/state/country. It’s driving me crazy.

After years of putting this off, I have finally figured out how to network my computer to the department printer, and I no longer have to worry that my position as a tenured professor of information communication technology will be revoked for being intimidated by basic office setups.

Today, I attended my first kids’ soccer game since rereading James Carse’s “Finite and Infinite Games” and since reading about Jacques Ellul’s ethic of non-power, and it turns out that makes a difference?

The surreal horror comic “Ice Cream Man” is very different than the Australian Eurovision entry “Milkshake Man,” so it’s weird to have the latter stuck in my head while reading the former.

Ce matin, j’ai été poursuivi par un chien aboyant pour la première fois en sept ans de vélotaf. Vive le vélo électrique ! 😅

For the second year in a row, kiddo’s school is launching a fundraiser at the same time the district announces a decrease in local school taxes, and the juxtaposition is driving me crazy.