There’s plenty of semiotic research on how much impact sound has on our memories vs. visuals. It’s fairly easy to draw on specific memories by using music for recall (for me, and many in my[…]
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Day 324: Learning to Live with What you Are
There’s a Ben Folds lyric that goes: Sometimes Everything you’ve ever wanted Floats above He’s sticking out his tongue and laughing While everything Anyone can ever need Is down below Waiting for you To know[…]
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Day 323: Owning our flaws
I had a pretty busy, relatively eventful day at work. A small thing, though, reminded me that if I want to claim to being transparent, and claim to be building toward being a better person,[…]
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Day 322: Just a Memory
I skipped one class in my college career. It was an exam period, and I convinced the professor to let me take the exam early. But I skipped class because a friend of mine had[…]
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Day 321: Doctor, Director, Consultant,Husband
I read this quote today that made me stop and chuckle. It was someone’s “shower thought” on Reddit: When your gpa is too low, it’s an indicator that you’re not going to be good at[…]
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Day 320: Our team
The Miami Varsity Overwatch team won their first ever NACE National Championship last night and are, by virtue, the first ever collegiate Overwatch national champions. I’m so proud of them, it’s kind of hard to[…]
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Day 319: Leaving a Scene
We often talk about fandoms in academia, or “communities.” We also like to catalog how they form and how some essentially die. What we haven’t looked at much at is migration. What happens when a[…]
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Day 318: RNG
A short entry tonight, for my teaching day has left me super-tired and I’m up early to get at it again tomorrow. Longer entries this weekend, I promise. But today, the new Hearthstone cards[…]
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Day 317: Why do people take a class with the word “writing” in the title when they don’t want to write?
A story, one that happens all too often. Actually, more like a dialogue. Mine has changed. New version after the old version. “So what do you do?” “Me? I’m a professor.”* “What do you teach?”[…]
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Day 316: A random contemplation on the ride home
I had a really tough-to-shake nightmare last night, one that was so real that when I woke up– startled by my dog– I wasn’t certain at first that the dream hadn’t happened. This doesn’t happen[…]
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