Thursday, July 27, 2006
This week reading slowed, though yesterday I did read through an entire article about two of Pindar's Nemean odes. I wrote several cross-references that seemed interesting (most regarded the psychoanalysis of ancient texts or the gender anxiety of the Greeks).
I enjoy sitting through the anthropology lectures and labs, but I resent studying for the exams. The lab quizzes are more thorough about certain things than the lecture exams (which are multiple-choice) and require that I, myself, actually recall the material I am passively absorbing during class, rather than find the correct answer via elimination of choices I know to be incorrect. I am more suited to discovering what is "wrong" with something than what is "right" about it.
Two hundred eighty-four cheerleaders between the ages of twelve and seventeen pounded back-and-forth down every floor above my head (I live on the first) last night as I attempted to read the Pindar article. As I possess the authority to do so, I traipsed upstairs to exact from the coaches some assurance that they would muzzle and lasso their charges. I could expect and contend with an occasional thump, but these little girls chased each other for well over two hours, which irritated not only me but also had to ennervate the other guests. Happily, the coaches were perfectly sympathetic, and the little brat children did quiet down afterward.
Ich haße die Kinder.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 3:43 AM]