Poseidon is sitting beside my chair giving me the absolute business. I told him I was working on a photo of him. He is not interested in my excuses. This needs to be online right now.
I usually write this part a bit tongue-in-cheek, of course, but this is not a joke. He will not shut up. I guess he knows it is Tuesday. And he’s somehow looking at the site and found that he’s not on the front page. Obviously he knows he’s a part of the most popular content on the site. He is, as we say, just trying to help.
Here he was earlier. Helping.
And here’s Phoebe, who would like you to know that they have a new shipment of food, and no one is feeding them from it yet. Not pictured, just off the left margin, is a bag of their food. And, around the corner, an entire stash of their treats. But this food, that box, in that sunlight, that’s where and why a statement must be made.
They don’t protest much, but they always make their point.
The kitties, as you can see, are doing just fine.
Today was our first day of classes for the spring term. Spring term, it is ridiculously cold outside. I get to park right behind the building I teach in, but I feel bad about that on days like today. Some people are walking great distances.
I walked into the office, did a few jots of last minute tittles, and then headed downstairs to my classroom for the term. Ran into a colleague, met a student in the hall, and then had the first meeting of the Rituals and Traditions class. I’m now calling the first day Syllabus and Expectations Day. Syllabus Day doesn’t cover it anymore. So we talked about the class. They all introduced themselves. (Everyone loves doing this.) I asked them to tell us all something they are good at. We discussed what the course will be about, which was new information for everyone, considering this is a brand new class. I told them that. I told them that, as far as I’ve been able to tell, this is a unique class you won’t find anywhere else. No pressure on me. We discussed what is to come and we discussed a bit of the syllabus. Now, I’ll wait to see how many of them come back on Thursday.
I went back tot he office and did a few more things, mostly a lot of walking up and down the hall to the community printer. It took three tries to get my printer act together.
It’s a long hall.
Eventually, it was time to go back downstairs, to have Syllabus and Expectation Day for the Criticism in Sport Media class. I have a few people in both classes, and so I had to apologize that today was a similar day in both classes. I also have, in both of these classes, a few people who have been in classes with me before. I take this as a good sign, overall. Criticism will be similar to the fall version. I am going to integrate social media a bit, we’ll talk about e-sports and gaming for a few days. I’m changing the criteria for story selection a bit. These are all changes designed to make the course better. I think it takes three tries with a class to get it right. This is the second time I’ve been able to offer this course. Maybe I’ll be able to do it again in the future to test that hypothesis.
My online class is also underway. I sent the students there the initial message last night. Two class notes a week, (usually) a lot of email correspondence from students, a bunch of grading and a time-intensive attention to detail on assignment feedback. This is a class about the philosophy and structure behind social media. It takes a lot of time, but there’s one week soon when I get to write about a particular German philosopher (not that one) and there’s always a new way to consider what he was working on (nope, not that).
And those will be my classes. Tuesday and Thursday. And working a bunch on that and everything else almost all of the time. I drove us home — my lovely bride had her first two classes of the term today, as well — thinking of the number of days I have in the term to help students accomplish what I ask of them. When I got home I started in on Thursday’s work.
It’s a day of expectations for me, too.
