Berzerkeley —
I had just finished planting a couple of tomatoes in the front yard when a woman parked in front of my house. She got out of her car, and we chatted a bit; she was probably right that I should’ve planted on the other side of the walk, where they’d get a little more sun, […]
I haven’t given a shit about student government since I dropped my ASCIT membership four years ago. Now I have the United Auto Workers for all my giving-a-shit needs, and frankly, I’m just too pretty to worry about whatever financial shell games my department plays on my behalf.
No, I don’t want your flyer. No, I […]
My goal for the week-after-next’s Big History seminar is to bring up two things: phlogiston, and Marxism. Because so what if we’re ostensibly apolitical scientists who would never dream of constructing knowledge*, we’re at Berkeley! We’ve got to talk about Marxism! If there’s time I’ll shoehorn in some Foucault, too - we’ll see if any […]
Today I sat behind a guy with a shirt printed with the lyrics to the Cal fight song, which I hadn’t seen before:
OUR STURDY LITTLE HAWK,
IS WATCHING FROM THE SKY.
LOOKS DOWN UPON OUR COLORS FAIR
AND GUIDES THEM FROM ON HIGH
OUR BANNER RED AND WHITE,
THE BEAUTY OF THE SIGHT
SAYS FIGHT FOR IOWA CITY HIGH
FOR IOWA CITY […]
I am increasingly disenchanted with the BBC’s science coverage. The fact that geochronology is full of tricksy and often immensely dull technical details doesn’t mean the method of conflicting quotes is a reasonable approach, or that one ought to attribute the opinions of scientists to the journal in which they are published. Also, claiming that […]
Science sez, men really are mindless penis zombies:
[The authors] recruited 35 students, offering to pay each a small fee for the effort of masturbating while answering a survey.
[…]
Ariely and Loewenstein say their results are “striking” and more than confirm what most people believe about young men as a group - that when aroused, they (1) […]
Places near campus that serve truly wretched mochas:
The Thai cafeteria place on Bancroft, just north of Telegraph. It has some sort of name, a very generic sort; they pour the Hershey’s syrup into your coffee while you watch, not even pretending that the word “mocha” has ever implied the kiss of real chocolate. It’s not […]
At Cal:
Because we’re laid-back West Coast hippies, we start everything just a little bit late, and it’s cool.
Because we have an acupuncture needle stuck up our collective ass, we decided to make that precisely ten minutes late. If you show up at 11 minutes past you’re really harshing our learning buzz, y’know?
New arrivals to campus […]