Taking a break from summer

Today is the first day of classes. Posting may now be a little lighter than the summer blitz. Several new officemates have wriggled their way into 215 and I've been told that 2 of them are linguists. Odd that everyone assumes that's important to me. Have you met LING₁? Have you met LING₂? Yeah we told them about you too!

And it's not just for linguistics. All fields get the same reaction. Oh you're a medievalist! Have you met...? I've never been a very compartmentalized person. I like to blend the colours of my life to a nice neutral tone instead of a sharp plaid pattern. Well let's say the pattern is so tightly woven that although the threads retain distinct colors they appear (at not much of a distance) a rich umber.

Of course the linguists will blend in fine.

Tomorrow I meet with the history of the English language class (327). It's going to be a new experience. So far all classes I have taught here at Purdue have had a heavy cant towards engineering. So far the roster shows that all 29 students in 327 are enrolled in the College of Liberal Arts. This could be fun.

All of a sudden the fabric of my class loses the steely-blue tint of math and engineering; it takes on the earthy tone of a leather-bound tome. Of wooden bookcases gilded by thumbprints and coffee.