You are being given a *moderate* amount of power to choose a new colleague. Don’t go mad with it, or this might happen.
A: It has absolutely nothing to do with the goat-love-god-whatever. Don’t know much about mythology, except whatever appears in the four books of the Aeneid my students read. I’ve never been that interested in Classics (except the HBO series Rome, but that had almost entirely to do with Kevin McKidd. Hubba-hubba!). A lot of this also has to do with the fact that my first grad-school boyfriend was a classicist and he was (cue Jean-Ralphio) the wooooooooooorst.
All right. Anyway. I started this blog in 2003, at the age of 26, when every person worth knowing in the United States both knew and loved Mr. Show. Mr. Show is still a dealbreaker for me (that classicist I dated, by the way? hated it). Anyway, the name of this blog comes from this “Thrilling Miracles” sketch, in which Bob and David go from sublimely hilarious to sublimely weird, and back, several times. The sketch is disjointed, weird, nonsensical, not so much “ha-ha” funny as “my brain just turned inside-out” funny. Anyway, now you know. Fun facts, etc.
I LOVE these kids. What they lack in pitch, they make up for in enthusiasm and labor awareness. It brings tears to my eyes that these students a) even know what an adjunct is, and b) care enough to act like total dildos in public to raise awareness. Hat tip to the tireless Robin J. Sowards (Duquense U super-organizer) for bringing this to my attention!
“This whole premise is sweaty.” RIP 30Rock, you are not forgotten. Spooky scary!
A lot of people have been asking me: Hey Rebecca, now that you tanked your academic “career,” what are you going to do with yourself? Well, ask no more. Ask no more. This is the first episode of Deustches Fingerpuppentheater, starring Franz Kafka and Friedrich Nietzsche. YOU ARE WELCOME.