Our provost is going to run a Moodle stress test tomorrow, and he says he has contacted students telling them to log in and check to see if it all works. What throws me off is that he tells us (faculty) to include a “nonacademic interactive element.” Go figure what that means! Next time I see him I’m going to tell him to do something about his word choice. Darn it.
I am hoping that this forum will serve the purpose. And I have to tell you that I am wondering how you are all doing, but I will save you all the way-back-in-the-60s-old-man wisdom. You all are probably adjusting nicely. Me? I’ve been taking my dogs on long walks around campus. I think I may have told you all (ye-aw–remember the Scots dialect variant of Old English “eow” for you? Look it up if you are bored.) that I snatched a pit-bull puppy out of the traffic on 544. Thanks to her, my joy index is matching Dow Jones, but in the opposite direction, at an all-time high. She has adopted my mean old Bernie as her father, and he seems to have accepted her as his “daughter.” That’s nice, but sometimes they square off against each other:
Bernie waits for his chance and strikes! Knock out Bernie! Champion of 630 Rusty Road!
Below: Ray on dogs, motorcycles, and “the most disgusting people that ever crawled out of a hole.”