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The hotness of me
Jun. 21st, 2004 03:19 pmUrg. Am hot. Am also hawt, but the hotness of me is drowning in the heat. Feh. While the office over here has a window, it is also facing west. In the afternoon. And, being Seattle, we have no air conditioning in this old pile. And the fan got swiped months ago.
Whingeheatwhingeheatwhinge
The only question is: after work, do I hit the pool and the showers at the IMA, or wait til I get home?
Class was way short this morning. It's going to be a read-and-participate class, with 5-10 in class essays. No final, no midterm, just essays (to which we'll have the questions to choose from beforehand) and how often I raise my hand. And Fridays off. Oh yeah - Briar Patch, meet Brer Rabbit.
I'm not the oldest person in the class, but *she's* a timid-looking woman who slunk in very late and looks to be auditting anyway. I do hope there are some people in class with whom I can actually *debate*. One gal asked if, since she already had her own bible, she could use it instead? The prof told her sure, and meandered verbally about the language (the KJV was written in 1611) and other translations and... But really, the King James Version was translated by a committee of newly minted Protestants who'd just thrown off the shackles of Catholicism. They were just as biased as some of the newer translations coming from groups like the Jehovah's Witnesses! *And* writing for an authority who could still lop off their heads if he didn't like the lean of a given passage.
Plus, the Oxford New Annotated (and some other descriptives regarding edition) has a boatload of nifty footnotes, which lends a lot of historical and cultural context to the reading. The both of which you wouldn't ignore in any other literature class. Ah well, no use working myself into a huff when we haven't had our first bit of discussion yet.
Whingeheatwhingeheatwhinge
The only question is: after work, do I hit the pool and the showers at the IMA, or wait til I get home?
Class was way short this morning. It's going to be a read-and-participate class, with 5-10 in class essays. No final, no midterm, just essays (to which we'll have the questions to choose from beforehand) and how often I raise my hand. And Fridays off. Oh yeah - Briar Patch, meet Brer Rabbit.
I'm not the oldest person in the class, but *she's* a timid-looking woman who slunk in very late and looks to be auditting anyway. I do hope there are some people in class with whom I can actually *debate*. One gal asked if, since she already had her own bible, she could use it instead? The prof told her sure, and meandered verbally about the language (the KJV was written in 1611) and other translations and... But really, the King James Version was translated by a committee of newly minted Protestants who'd just thrown off the shackles of Catholicism. They were just as biased as some of the newer translations coming from groups like the Jehovah's Witnesses! *And* writing for an authority who could still lop off their heads if he didn't like the lean of a given passage.
Plus, the Oxford New Annotated (and some other descriptives regarding edition) has a boatload of nifty footnotes, which lends a lot of historical and cultural context to the reading. The both of which you wouldn't ignore in any other literature class. Ah well, no use working myself into a huff when we haven't had our first bit of discussion yet.
