On the Downhill Side of Summer
Summer offers most academics (at least grad students and university professors) a false sense of freedom: many of us teach summer school (either as part of our standard assignments or for a little extra pay), some take classes or participate in reading groups to catch up on things we can't get to from September to May, most of us have a double-fistful of research projects to start or finish, articles or books to write. But, still, there's sun out (even if we just see it shining over our monitors through a window) and the pace of work is different. And campus is usually quieter. (Campus would be so cool if it weren't for those damned students bothering me all the time....) (Hey, that was a joke. Don't email me.)
It could be worse, though: See The Daily News' set of stories on "
"summer vacations gone horribly wrong".
“I’ll give you a dollar if you drink that chocolate Shasta,” he said.
“No way.”
The last day at the beach house my brother and I checked the refrigerator a final time. We’d cleaned the whole thing out—except for the can of chocolate soda.
“OK, I’ll give you five dollars if you drink the chocolate Shasta,” he said.
“You’re on.”
[via Danny Gregory's
Everyday Matters]
Posted by johndan at July 29, 2004 12:31 PM
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