Jonathan Goodwin

Empson is one of the greats. Start with his completely sane and sober book on Milton, particularly if you're sympathetic to predestination, etc.

In an interview with one Steven Bannon, a certain figure in the news refers to Gell-Mann coining 'quark' from an "old poem" in the 1990s, which led to high-energy physics being defunded by the government.

I remember one conversation with Theodor Adorno when, after I'd said what I'd done that morning (checking out some books from the library, going to the laundromat, etc.), and asked "What about you," I was slightly chilled when he answered: "I have been meditating on erotic and musicological problems."

While in California, Ian Watt asks Theodor Adorno how his day went

I like the sound of it, could imagine a haughty magus type saying it to Cugel in response to an impertinence.

some of the early exercises appear to be asking me to integrate a normalizing constant, which is less than couth.

dang, i've been reading what is, to me, a complicated bayesian data analysis textbook co-written by political scientist---so many levels of burn here.

criticule and maybe even criticaster are two, if we're wiling to overlook any daylight between criticism and opinionating (opining).

Her vibes, so to speak, are off somehow. A rictus she seems to wear.

I just always pull for the one-handed bh, though a bit conflicted with Tsitsipas.

I believe that Wallace invented the bit about Edberg's hobby being staring at walls, but, yes, professional tennis players seem unusually dim. The nothing major guys probably on the upper end, believe it or not.

USTA 4.5 and an English Professor!

I wonder if they didn't do the second book because they didn't think the actor who played Westerby in TTSS wasn't up for it or location filming expenses.

That's like asking John Dee if the spirits he raised sank the Armada.

A table of NFL conference championship games by winning percentage on basis of points scored.

Beckett describes climbing a tall larch as a child and jumping off (letting go?), letting the branches break his fall. All biographers seem credulous about this, though I have a hard time imagining it.

pithy

Not a day goes by where I don't wonder about Otis, what he thinks about events, etc.

Sure, historians of technology create cool new tech trees and write about the unquestioned virtues of the tech tree model, but they also have moments of: "did not involve the intercession of vulcanized rubber in the mingling of bodily fluids" (Edgerton, The Shock of the Old, p. 24)

even now part me wants to build that regex, but sloth is the better part of wisdom

70+ for for "fuck*"---not sure if JSTOR's moving wall indexes the latest. (A lot more than I would have guessed---what happened to decorum!)

stackexchange juxtapositions used to be one of my favorite forms of intermittent posting---les neiges d'antan...

The archaeologists' lament: the best stone tools always found in the hyena latrine.

I once taught the Symposium in a FYW class at UF. I need an update from the bowties on whether that was good or bad.

New book going to press: *Character Networks in Contemporary U.S. Fiction.* It’s about social networks as context for—and formal element of—the novel. For contemporary lit, novel/narrative theory, DH, lit and sociology, network analysis crowds. Here’s what it’s about: (1/n)

The opening sequence of the pilot of NYPD Blue is very well written, though I could imagine a brief reference to the Portuguese Inquisition at Goa adding some gravitas.

I had a colleague who was a ringer, phiz. and personality. Though: was it accidental or intentional modeling?

Watching a Japanese carpentry video---amazed at the level of craftsmanship and attention to detail. Reminds me of my approach to curricular and program assessment, outcomes, and strategic alignment, frankly.

I couldn't get past the pilot for the same reason, though the whole thing has "local interest."

If we can't simply say "per-ee-frasis" for periphrasis, then pol-lik-ri-ses for polycrisis is all we cry and sees.

Gerald Heard noted, astutely, that UAPs were bees from Mars.