The mayor of a town with a sizable public park wanted to tear down the area of the park used to play a game some refer to as Frisbee golf or disc golf . The metal was getting rusty, the ground was unkept, and it went unused and some people had been complaining about it being a potential safety hazard to small children. The town budget had been facing difficulties for years and he didn’t want to be seen as frivolously spending money on something that wasn’t deemed emergency or necessary to the functioning of the town. So instead of having the department of public works take care of it he decided to hire two sociologists instead.
A reporter questioned him on the wisdom of this hiring decision. But he retorted, “On the contrary, I heard that they would be a great choice to deconstruct the disc course.”
I just wanted to give a huge thanks to Fuck Yeah Sociology Student Sheep for the link to this page. Before today the most hits I had was just over 100, but I’ve gotten over 750 in the 10 hours since you linked to me. Thanks, and you have been added to my Links section.
Check the page out and get some laughs!
Our worst fears of post-doc life:
Grad school can be like Castlevania 2: Simon’s Quest. You are walking around on a beautiful sunny day. You look at the clock and its 6 pm, and you have to teach a discussion section. Suddenly it gets dark and you are surrounded by zombies.
This post is another tribute to the hilarious blog What Should We Call Grad School, with an all animal theme!
My ambitious paper prosal vs what I turn in.
When an article has a great summary conclusion and you can skip reading the rest.
When class goes 5 minutes past when its supposed to end…
When a class seems interesting but then I realize its math heavy…
Sunny day but I have 2 papers to write and 50 essays to grade.
Lastly, don’t fall for the strawman argument: