The idiots are everywhere...

Everywhere.

Except for Skeptics in the Pub, which I will be attending tomorrow night. I'm looking forward to it. Always lots of fun.

In the morning, I will be heading to campus to grind out some award-winning, publishable pedagogy. We have an editor from Bedford/St. Martin's Press coming to observe the new experimental class I'm working on over this summer, which is really insanely promising. The idea behind the course is to work with two instructors at all times for...ends that I can't elaborate on, but it's wicked crazy, going to be filmed and looks to be pretty awesome. It will without a doubt be the hardest college class I will ever teach, but, hey, a big-ass textbook publication might come out of it.

Groovy, baby. Groovy.

I try to read a chapter for fun every night before I go to bed, and this month (possibly fiscal quarter) it is Superorganism. It had been sitting on my shelf for months, since I moved to Atlanta, I think. It's basically a textbook about highly social insects, and it is very interesting. It's by E.O. Wilson and Bert Holldobler's, who wrote The Ants and won a Pulitzer for it. The amount of research synthesized in this book is prodigious. I think that most of the book so far has been devoted to "communication," upon which, as far as I can tell, all interactions between the individuals are built. I would get more out of it if I had some chemistry, I think. It's really interesting to see how the functions of individual organs are distributed across a nest...I mean, I knew that they shared food by regurgitation, but to think of it as a communal stomach sort of blew my mind apart a little. I highly recommend it.

I am saving my pennies for a new, wild freaking guitar pedal. More news when it becomes available.

HJ