The Thoughts of a Frumpy Professor

............................................ ............................................ A blog devoted to the ramblings of a small town, middle aged college professor as he experiences life and all its strange variances.

Thursday, May 10, 2012


Today, I am physically at probably an A-, and mentally/emotionally, I would say I feel a B- so things are looking up somewhat.  That is a positive.  For the commenters yesterday, I am still digesting the comments and may talk about them more tomorrow or within a few days.  Thank you

Yesterday and this morning, I ran (aka jogged) at least 80% of my 5 mile walk each day.  It is the first time I have been jogging at all since I had gotten sick 10 days ago, and it was a bit challenging, but I did it. I am hoping to keep up with more days of jogging instead of walking, but of course both are acceptable. 

My wife put in some odd yogurt in my lunch today that she picked up at Kroger called "Carrot Cake".  It doesn't taste bad at all, but it is quite a departure from my typical Greek yogurt with honey or my even more typical lime yogurt. 

I had a strangely interesting dream last night that revolved around me having to make an "emergency" teaching and research trip to India (yes, I know, quite an odd emergency).  I was helping a fellow who I was friends with via e-mail over the years in terms of our similar courses we teach and similar research interests.  The emergency entailed some sort of emergency trip he had to make for his wife who was having some sort of complicated surgery in England (in my dream, the surgery and what it was about were vague).  My friend asked me to take over his teaching and research for the last six weeks of his semester so that he could be in England to help with her recovery.

I agreed and quickly made my way to Bangalore, where he is located.  In the dream, he showed me around his U and gave me keys to his office and lab, and took me out and about the neighborhood where his house was located.  He also took me to the merchants nearby and just about a half a block from his lab that surrounded one side of the University.  He showed me three different coffee houses that he liked to frequently visit, especially while having informal, casual discussions with his students.  He also gave me pointers on which tobaccos I would most likely prefer from the wide selection available for the narghile (aka "hubble-bubble") that was available at every table at the coffee shop. 

I then went home (remember, this was a dream, so the finances of the travel did not seem to come into play) to help my wife with packing and other chores we as a family needed to do before heading out India. 

Then my alarm clock went off, and the dream ended. 



Blogger BBC said...

Interesting dream and I won't try to analyze it for you, it's your dream not mine.

I had a powerful dream just before moving here in 98 but don't share it with others, they think it's their right to analyze it for me. All I'll say is that it's coming true.

I know that yogurt is good for you but I've never taken a favoring to it, other than yogurt ice cream.

Thursday, 10 May, 2012  
Blogger BBC said...

I wonder, are you bothered by mankind's impending doom? If so, that can definitely have an effect on you.

Thursday, 10 May, 2012  
Blogger BBC said...

Being an advocate of natural drugs over over the counter drugs that just dumb you down maybe some good shrooms would be helpful to you. :-)

Never tried them myself, I just take the world head on (with a little booze) as it comes at me, but considering your station in life you sure are not in the right place in your head.

Thursday, 10 May, 2012  
Blogger BBC said...

My secret to getting a grip on life is staying pissed. LOL

Thursday, 10 May, 2012  
Blogger austere said...

India? :) You're welcome.

Thursday, 10 May, 2012  
Blogger amelia said...

I think the second comment has hit the nail right on the head.

Thursday, 10 May, 2012  

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