This semester sucketh.
Not my class, that is going great. I don't remember if I mentioned, but I'm teaching a themes in modern global history course to an all-frosh class in a critical thinking module. My theme is war crimes and public memory, and the students are (so far, anyway) really involved and enthusiastic.
It's the corporeal being that sucketh, and not in the literal sense. I thought I was pretty much over that octopus attack, but it turns out not so much. Each time I teach knocks me out for the rest of the day plus the next one. At least I'm teaching TuTh, so that's only 4 days a week that I'm useless instead of 6.
I'm starting to feel ever so slightly less than optimistic.
But I did manage to post a cute (imho) bit about Rick Perry's comparison of climate change deniers to Galileo over at thatsnothistory. Which feels like an accomplishment.