No Flying Chairs

LATFC today. Sitting nearby, soon-to-be-infamous basketball Coach C. No chairs thrown. Or spinach. Tickets still available when he kinda sorta coaches the UGA women's basketball team to victory over LSWho.

LATFC meets Twitter

Read on Twitter today:

Dear Faculty Center: running hot water over the green beans does not qualify as cooking. Just fyi.

Web 2.0? Fergitaboutit. This is FacultyCenter 2.0.

No LATFC for Me

Met wife unit at Siri Thai for lunch. Pad duck basil, spring roll & soup as appetizers. Oh so good.

Cornbread and Chili

Had chili and cornbread. Hume ate sandwich of unknown make. In honor of my cornbread for lunch:

The Last Semester

Today we gently broke the news to Prof. Fink that the Faculty Center will close. While he showed no tears, his pain was obvious. Or maybe that was the Lima beans. Hard to say.

Johnson knows somebody who knows somebody who knows somebody who knows Rachael Ray, or at least says he does. She may be the world's most reviled chef, as one article suggests, but that makes her perfect to review LATFC. After a guest post like that and the closing down of the place, we can put this blog down like a bad dog.

Misled

At lunch on my favorite day - Lemon Bar Day, Thursday. It had been
seemingly weeks since my last lemon bar encounter.

And then a dilemma -

The End is Nigh

Hume to Russell over chili and salad: 

It's time for the semester to be over because I'm even irritated with YOUR students.

Students, you've been warned.