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Role Reversal

A child and parent have switched their heads: the parent's head is on the child's body and vice versa.

Fig. 1: Dating feels like this sometimes.

Last week, Neutral and I went out on a “date”. (I put “date” in quotations marks because on my end, it didn’t feel like a date.)

We rode around town, visited the Atlanta Food Truck Park – it was vacant when we got there and we were turned away; this was right before the city shut it down —  then we ended up in Decatur to attend the ATLTweet Reunion. I was hesitant about bringing him, and that increased as we talked throughout the day and I found out just how little there was beneath Neutral‘s surface. But he agreed to go and I figured it might be interesting for us to interact in a different social setting.

Needless to say, Neutral barely shifted his ass out of park.

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Neutral

Fig. 1: Self-explanatory.

I have a date today.

I’m kinda not looking forward to it either.

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Professor Karsh

scream

Fig .1: My general expression when I'm grading assignments.

College professors get a terrible reputation.

Part of it, I think, is earned simply because of the arduous courses of study which are offered at most modern universities. You’re trying to learn from someone who has all the answers (or at least the answers you need to proceed), and a harsh dichotomy can form between students and faculty.

The other part of it is because professors’ nerves are frayed to their edges from having to deal with knuckleheads all day and their patience is low when dealing with bullshit.

I decided to become a professor last year taking all of this into account.

And let me tell you, it has definitely been a learning experience.

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Reboot

Bob, Frisket, Enzo, and Dot

Fig. 1: +5 cool points if you can catch the reference.

I’ll keep this brief.

I fell into a forced, non-creative rut with my last layout and those daily entries. Instead of it being a nice, cathartic writing exercise, it felt like homework I needed to get in before a deadline. And I have to deal with that enough with my students.

So in an effort to unfuck my habitat (creatively, that is), I’m starting over. (Big ups to the inimitable Huny – she recently rebooted her site as well and that was the inspiration for doing so here.)

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