close encounters

it is about Nigeria...and econ. not the best example; we had trouble findign the thesis.

Penelope and the web

wouldn't that be cute? the web, meaning her weaving, her tales, but also the internet. how cutie. one scholar claimed that in the odessey she killed all the suitors, not wily ullysses. woow, what a concept: bring in a researcher in the novel who makes such claims. academics can go back and forth in the novel, in their usual impotent way, which proves nothing and changes nothing. one can say, it is just like my 20 years leading the academic senate: we never made one decision, i am so proud to say. i have a plague to prove it. then all the research i did, which i published in an obscure journal that no one has and not even the library knows about, but i am an important, tenured full professor, who teaches nothing but i am published. my qualitative study was revolutionary and i introviewed three subjects, i mean participants and now i am an expert: don't dare criticize my research. therefore, penelope did it her self. web or no web.

the bird...

the bird in my dream landed on my shoulder to ask me about my son, What is Sebastian up to these days? He is outside somewhere; you will probably see him up by the barn.

And with that the green-yellow bird flew off.

I guess I was up near the barn or coming back from it: you know in dreams how confusing place can be. you never know where you are. you are merely in the brain fluid.