Today, Dracula made the first move toward securing Jonathan Harker to teach in the local community college. Mr. Harker has dreamed colorful dreams of working for the Count, so congratulations are in order!
I was reminded tonight of an assignment in a class I took (with Shaun, as I remember; BG will remember it, too) that went like this: Either write an essay about some aspect of the history of language, or take a short course in Esperanto.
No longer is it enough to require your preteen to write three drafts of her her college entrance essays before she goes out to the mall. If you want her to get into Harvard, she better be reading by ten—months, that is.
Searching for good restaurants in Jackson, MS.
the professor wonders if his antics will alienate his students
The material leftovers of graduate school will eventually decay.
The plan.
Gambling our Education Away
Is CoC Education little more than a Pipe-Dream, as in those perfect waves that form on the Occidental littoral of this nation?
