Thus begins a new academic year for LatFC, a lunch without ice for drinks. Push and push the button. Sound, but no ice.
The water tastes kinda funny without ice, which begs the question: does ice mask a funky, kinda stale taste in the water, or does a lack of ice change the taste? The only way to answer this, experimental methodology fans, is to drink water without ice when ice is actually available. Updates coming soon in a top-tier peer-reviewed academic lunch journal.
Lunch today starred Department of Telecommunications Czarina Ann Hollifield, Department of Journalism Future Czarina Janice Hume, and newbie Kristen Smith, who teaches graphics in AD/PR and plagiarized my lunch of pasta, spinach, and a piece of pound cake. Discussion focused on students and instructors who plagiarize coursework and lunches, and the best penalties for both. Hollifield praises the university's formal process, I spoke up for a more informal, corporal punishment.
Ah, it's good to be back. But where the hell was Johnson?
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From what I gather, Johnson was teaching.
This existential and empirical questions this blog raises always bring to mind poetry and mysticism. "I laugh when I hear the fish in the water is thirsty." The ice and the water no doubt come from the same source, which I mean both literally and metaphorically. Perhaps, it's not the water, but life itself that is stale and funky.
Just a thought! My lunch was delicious.
Isn't *lemonicity* the meaning of your lives? Then why are we having this conversation? Put a lemon in it and shut up already.
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