cowpies and roadkill are excluded from this offer
bad longhorn, bad

I finally decided on my third class this semester, RTF 393C "The Social Construction of Place and Identity in an Age of Information." (Here's a slightly different syllabus from a previous semester.) When I went in and talked to Professor Phillips, he said, "I read your blog, and I think you're going to be a good fit for this class." Noting my post about LIS385T, where I suggested it was the first class in many years where I hadn't heard the word "capitalism, he confessed, "I'm sure I said 'capitalism' at least twenty times in the first meeting."
This class was originally scheduled for 9:30-12:30, conflicting with my LIS class, but it was moved to 9-noon, so I can enroll, however the UT mainframe still thinks I have a conflict so I have to fill out the beloved "Time Conflict/Multiple Pass-Fail Override" form, which is just bursting with non-sequiturial energy. Anyway, Maureen, the RTF graduate coordinator was telling me about the office I need to file it and said, "Its in the main building, erm, the tower. You know that information kiosk as you walk in?"
I scanned my brain and said, "I don't think I've ever been in there."
I doubt Maureen would have given me a stranger look if I had said I'd eaten a baby for lunch.

Posted by McChris at January 17, 2003 01:51 PM
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