Dear Mr. Meter Man
From the best of Craigslist (Portland, natch):This morning around 9:00 you were at my house checking my meters. I was naked digging furiously through my laundry basket of clean clothes.
Now here is where my apology begins. The horrified scream I released wasnt because you were ugly, scary, or stalker-resembling, it was from the shock that I had just given you a full frontal with time enough to find the camera phone selection, take a shot of me, decide you didnt like it, erase it, take another one, save it, and label it "now here's a way to start my monday morning". Not that you did that, but you would have had time to.
Further ado in the poetry world
My friend Alan has been in the spotlight for the last several months for his whistle-blowing website, Foetry. Using open record laws, he has exposed some questionable connections between judges and winners of poetry contests. Those who scoff at such a trivial domain (poetry--pshaw!) should know that thousands of contest entrants typically pony up $25 each, making the industry surprisingly profitable.The latest of a litany of articles about Foetry (including those in the Chronicle of Higher Education and the New York Times) is in the Los Angeles Times. (Both the Chronicle and LA Times reporters commented on Alan's pudgy cheeks and call him things like "harmlessness in blue slacks," perhaps to soften the seriousness of his accusations and to show him as the likeable optimist he is.)
Thankfully, the hullabaloo has moved past its original focus on Alan and his wife, Kathleen (an award-winning poet), and now highlights changes in the poetry world, including talk about standardizing rules of ethics for judges and entrants.
Shh . . . best not to disturb the silence
Blog posts will be intermittent at best this summer while I'm in New Jersey. When the decision is whether to write a blog post or get on a train to Manhattan, the latter invariably wins. However, I did post a review of A Confederacy of Dunces over in the reading section.Comments
I found that Confederacy of Dunces got much much funnier in the days and years after I read it. I will often see something that reminds me of a scene in the book and simply start laughing out loud.
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Further, any argument of, "requires more food means it's evolutionarily selected against" will have a REALLY tough time standing up to the supposed ongoing obesification of America.
My theory is that type I errors are made even with sufficiently conservative alpha levels. :-p