How not to write an exam
Below is an (edited, so as not to spoil the fun for my students) exam item I nearly missed when I sent in the final exam I’d just finished to my professor.
1. Define “babbling idiot”.
a. one who talks incessantly but intelligently
b. one who talks incessantly without logic, reason or sense
c. one who speaks rarely, but […]
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Fat on Film
Specifically, fat on television.
Tuesday night I’ll be giving a brief presentation on my term paper, which will discuss fat women (and the absence of fat women) on prime time television. Some of the characters and shows I’m focusing on include Sookie St. James Bellevile (Gilmore Girls), Isabelle Hodes and Heylia James (Weeds), and Callie (snerk) […]
Feminist Anatomy Lessons
Tonight in my women’s studies class, one of the discussion facilitators asked us to draw (to scale) portraits of our clitorises (clitorii?). In light of a bizarrely unsettling class, I don’t have much interesting to say, except that I’m looking forward to the upcoming Thanksgiving dinner with all the gusto of someone who has been […]
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Long days
Tuesdays are the longest days, when I feel like my brain is at the peak of fried-ness. In the mornings I get to campus at 7:30, have office hours from 9-noon, then TA for the psychology class from 12:30 until two. Sometimes - like today - I spend the hours between 2 and 4 scanning […]
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Auto-pilot
I think I’ve finally achieved what has eluded me for the past four years: life on auto-pilot. While it doesn’t seem that great, I managed to make it through a pretty rough weekend - two days of training separated by a lovely day of academic work - relatively unscathed. Granted, last night I had nightmares […]
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The Bookseller Monologues
Amazingly, I got the call yesterday that the bookstore I wanted to work at was offering me the position I wanted - which of course I accepted. Now I start the Friday after this Friday, and already I’m having all sorts of terrible thoughts. What if I show up horribly over-dressed? Horribly under-dressed? What if […]
(Grad)GPA woes
It’s funny. When I was at the end of my undergrad career, everyone told me how once you get to graduate school, what really matters is the work you produce and the ways you contribute, and not so much your grade point average. By grad school, they told me, it’s your thesis that really matters, […]
Surf’s up!
Yes, I’ll admit it; while everyone else only needed two or three days of recovery, and a few very extraordinary people needed just one day to recover from Blogathon, I needed - what’s that? - just about three months. Ah well, better late than never.
But hey, we made it, and we raised hundreds of […]
The criticisms of my students would serve as a good warning to visitors of Seeworthy: she talks too fast, she's too hard on us, she assigns too much work, and you have to be a dyke to get a good grade.
In other words, I'm a big, fat, queer, feminist meanie, and I am totally out to get you. Graaagh!
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