August 15, 2006
Blunt Force Trauma

Grading the last homework set of the summer tonight, I noticed at least half a dozen students had copied their answers so directly from the back of the textbook that they'd even carried over the typos, which render the proofs nonsensical. It's hard to put into words exactly how that makes me feel. I think it can only be described with a photograph.

Yes. Yes, that is it exactly.

(I failed a saving throw vs. geekiness and went to a Renaissance Faire this weekend. Many people tasted my cold steel that day, let me tell you. There are rather more hot people at these Renaissance Faires than I'd anticipated. And there's mead. Mead will fuck you up. Watch out. But, in its defence, it really gets you in the mood for jousting...I wonder if there are Viking Faires, too? Or Late Antiquity Faires? Think of all the fun we could have if hundreds of us all dressed as Romans and recited Latin poetry and burned Christians and ate rotten quails and invaded the British Isles for a whole weekend!)

Posted by aloysius at August 15, 2006 09:05 PM |