RBOC: the in-class quiz (now you're zug-zugged) edition

Just random thoughts from the midst of an in-class quiz:
  • I hate those moments when, behind on my grading, a student asks me in that earnest, meaningful tone of voice whether I've graded a particular assignment. For whatever reason it always makes me think they've said something very personal in it that they're hoping for some value judgment on.
  • I have the song "Harakiri" by the Ponys stuck in my head. You should get it stuck in your head, too, so I won't be alone in this.
  • You know those furry boots people wear, the ones that look like bad costume refugees from some prehistoric or post-apocalyptic movie (think "Caveman", "Mad Max: Beyond Thunderdome" or "Barbarella")? If I'm not the first, let me add my name to the list who'd like to suggest that those things need to go away. Seriously, if Ringo Starr, Tina Turner, and Jane Fonda all saw the light, it's time you do, too.


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Sisyphus said...

Hmm, the Ponys, eh?

In the interest of retaliatory song-getting-stuck-in-the-head (is there a shorter word for it?) I must point out my favorite song about the the fuzzy boots of hideousness, Mongol Chic, by Ball Hog.

It may be that you have to be there.

November 16, 2007 at 1:57 PM
ash said...

there are no words to describe how much i despise those fuzzy boots. oh wait, yes there are words: fashion disaster! fugly! aiyee, undo, undo!

i seriously don't know what people are thinking when they decide to make those part of their wardrobe. they never, ever look good with any outfit.

November 16, 2007 at 2:40 PM
Notorious Ph.D. said...

Re: the boots -- they're called Uggs, and they've been a pox on the land for about three years now. In the warm climate of Job City, the young ladies pair them with denim micro-minis, thereby proving that the ugliness curve is exponential, rather than additive.

If you've ever seen the site "go fug yourself," you'll see that Uggs are pretty high up on the list of Things That Are Always Fugly.

While we're on the subject of things that need to go away: leggings. Seriously. Please.

November 16, 2007 at 4:45 PM
ash said...

oh. my. god. who decided that leggings needed to come back? clearly someone who did not live through the 1980s. what's next? parachute pants?

November 16, 2007 at 7:31 PM
Dr. Curmudgeon said...

This seems appropriate, in light of this. Perhaps profs should bring back parachute pants.

November 16, 2007 at 8:38 PM
Dance said...

hey! what are you dissing Tina Turner for? what did she do that was so bad?

November 17, 2007 at 12:37 PM
Dr. Curmudgeon said...

Sisyphus - thanks for the song title; this is almost enough fun for me to play it in class.

Dance - no diss to Tina intended. She saw the light on the boots, plus she kicked ass in "Thunderdome": "you know the law, two men enter, one man leaves." Bite that, Fight Club wanna-bes.

November 17, 2007 at 12:51 PM
Belle said...

I work at a place that has a Dance Performance major - yes, we turn out professional Vegas dancers - and those poor kids wear layers and layers of clothing. Takes the girls 15 minutes to pee! No leggings in sight, but lots of tights, cut off sweats, bulky socks, no-boob camisoles....

I'd rather have leggings than those horrific pants that crotch around the knees...

November 17, 2007 at 6:28 PM