11:00 at night is probably not the best time to start a new podcast

But there you have it. I inadvertently published the notes I was taking in a draft of a post that I did not mean to release. If you have google reader or get my posts via email, I suspect that you already know the topic. But an idiot needs an intellectual cock-punch and I'm feeling frisky.

Life is pain, I'd like to add. I am muscling out room in my schedule tonight for me. God knows that I have an enormous buttload of grading to do, still, and that volume, I think, won't drop off until the end of the semester. Student podcasts just came in, and they are generally pretty funny and fun. I make students do a podcast and then write up a paper about the decisions that they made in producing it and relating the podcast to subject of the class.

I had a surprising case of plagiarism today. A good student who participates and really seems to be interested in the class. I gave him a baby slap on the wrist, actually, even though to me it seemed pretty clear that text from online had been altered. It's too late in the semester (and I have far too much shit to do already) to allow myself to be weighted down with making a disciplinary report and compiling useless assloads of documentation to protect my own assload. So, I told him that I was considering to be an unsalvageable draft, and that I needed a new paper by next week. Go and sin no more, my son. (They always sin again.) That's the lightest punishment I have ever given for plagiarism. Lucky guy.

HJ