Thanks John! I certainly will. I think it’ll be a few months - it’s off to referees now - then I need to do revisions, but I expect it some time this calendar year! Stay tuned.

It was the result of at least a year of thinking about the material before writing. So… maybe?

I told my doctor that I was trying to eat better. Eating more salads and chicken, less pizza and such. He responded, “have all the salad you want, but if you’re drowning it in ranch or blue cheese don’t kid yourself about being healthy.”

I said nothing about dressings, he just assumed. 🤷‍♂️

(They’re pretty good words too!)

This was literally a joke on futurama.

Yes you do! I added you!

Of course it still has grades! What is this, some sort of new-age feel-goodery?

I still assign final grades, and I give copious feedback on where and how to improve. Numbers and letter grades don’t tell a student how to do better.

Ugh. This is such lazy writing.

It’s hilarious because the first paragraph pretty well describes me, right up to the, “they are frauds” and then literally everything that follows is a straw-person of the actually thoughtful pedagogical choices I make.
But also, my rejection of grades has nothing to do with “who am I to judge?”

I actually pretty much exclusively use Garamond. And my jeans are blue, but cuffed, so.. you know. Trying too hard.

Fuck man. That really is me.

Oh shit! I’m here for it

Be careful what you wish for!

OOOOH. Good idea!