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Dashing a post off before the landslide of work hits. Christine says i was agitated last evening, and i think that is my expression of knowing there are so many work details that need attention, but i also need a break.

It didn't help that the one thing i said i must do was blocked because the links to the forms were broken and the form itself was in some cryptic Microsoft format that only Windows Outlook can open (i think). Thus, that task is incomplete this morning, hopefully NOT postponing my Ohio colleagues from getting started on a computer for my hire who starts on Monday.

I carried my camera in to work the past two days, and there have been remarkably few birds. Not just no over wintering species: the gulls were gone, all but three mallards were gone, and only a few coots. A colleague says there were many in the midafternoon.

I'll take the camera on Thursday and see what i can see then.


PS You too can pick a date and give me a question or prompt at DW or LJ. (More than one, if you like.)

Bad sex?

I clicked through to the BBC article Bad Sex in Fiction: Manil Suri scoops 2013 award to find that it real means "overblown metaphors for sex in fiction." Theoretically the award is for "crude, badly written or perfunctory use of sexual description."

I suppose it was too much to think we can have an award to call attention to promulgation of rape culture....