As the resident faculty of Blogistan Polytechnic Institute made their way from the wine cellar where they spent the weekend drinking thinking on our motto of Magis vinum, magis verum ("More wine, more truth") to the hot tub faculty lounge for their weekly game where the underwear goes flying planning conference, the staff overheard them using foreign words again. Either they're considering a miscellaneous collection or a week of scented wood chips. It's hard to be sure.
More below the fold....
First our customary thank-yous to last week's guest lecturers. Last Tuesday, Professor of Neuroholdemology Caractacus offered a review of some Podcasts and Pages Read. On Wednesday, Professor of Mediamaternity theKgirls hosted our first anniversary party; the entire faculty and most of the student body turned out for cake, coffee, and champagne, and even King Snorebore and his arch nemesis the Earl of Swinesty made appearances. If you missed either, please give them a read.
This Tuesday, Professor Caractacus continues his Things We Learned This Week series with reaction to some of last week's news nuggets. And on Wednesday, Professor of Topofclassclownistics JanF will explore why we progressives shouldn't try to out-teabag the teabaggers. As always, Chef will appear with breakfast eats and the Professor of Astrology Janitor will disappear with a bruised ego.
Note: We have a guest host for next Wednesday, February 10th, but the Wednesdays after are still open. Also, we still have no one to post the "Top of the Morning" featurette on Wednesdays. If you would like to guest host Morning Feature on Wednesday, February 17th or any Wednesday following, or if you would like to post TotM this and/or other Wednesdays, please volunteer in the Tuna Can, below.
This leaves the BPI staff trying to decipher the resident faculty's use of the word potpourri. As noted last week, Chef and the Professor of Astrology Janitor use a broken abacus for cryptanalysis, but as not noted last week, Pootie the Precious likes to play with the beads when they fall on the floor.
So while the staff correctly guessed that last Wednesday's diary would be a midweek anniversary party and not an invasion of Midway, we're still not confident about what the resident faculty have planned for this week. The beads we can find seem to favor a miscellaneous collection of topics, but the beads we can't find may point to a week of scented wood chips.
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Happy Monday!
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UPDATE, from your lowly mail room clerk: The BPI squirrel is now either actively monitoring the faculty's game where the underwear goes flying planning conference to gather more information, or else he's protecting his garden gnome. We're not sure. More as this story develops.
UPDATE 2, from Professor of Astrology Janitor: The mail room clerk Ms. Crissie, speaking anonymously, hinted that the BPI staff may make up reveal more details of The Tijuana Incident unless the resident faculty let us know what they have planned.
UPDATE 3, from your lowly mail room clerk: Which part of "anonymously" did you not understand?
UPDATE 4, from Professor of Astrology Janitor: Oops.
UPDATE 5, from Chef: Who ate the last of the smoked salmon? I was planning to offer bagels and lox this morning!
UPDATE 6, from Pootie the Precious:
UPDATE 7, from Professor of Astrology Janitor: Maybe the squirrel did it?
UPDATE 8, from your lowly mail room clerk: Didn't you check Update 5?
UPDATE 9, from Professor of Astrology Janitor: Oops.
UPDATE 10, from your lowly mail room clerk: We heard that what really happened in Tijuana was....
UPDATE 11, from the BPI squirrel:
UPDATE 12, from your lowly mail room clerk: Well, do you have any news?
UPDATE 13, from the BPI squirrel: They're talking about a miscellaneous collection, and can someone get the underwear out of my tree?
UPDATE 14, from Chef and your lowly mail room clerk: Ahem.
UPDATE 15, from Professor of Astrology Janitor: Oh okay. But save me a bagel.