Going to a Meeting
I am leaving on a research meeting in the morning. Unfortunately, this is not one of the have fun with friends research meetings, so I will be having to try to find my own fun... if possible.
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, July 31, 2014
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.
About Me
- Name: PipeTobacco
- Location: Northern US
About the Author: The Frumpy Professor has a Ph.D. in Zoology with specialization in endocrinology. He is active in both research and teaching. His rather furry-face is salt-and-pepper grey, and he sports wire-rimmed glasses. In addition to pipe-smoking, philosophy, drinking, and writing, he is an avid hunter and fisherman.
Previous Posts
- Curried Chicjpeas
- Meanings
- Well Oiled
- Nice, Quiet Day
- Getting Gasoline
- Cutting the Grass
- Cleaning, Teeth, Etc.
- Lost Time
- Please Forgive Me My Sins
- Quiet Again!!!!
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5 Comments:
at the rosewater foundation we consider water to be the volunteer fireman's best friend.
I was baptized in the tears and blood of my enemies.
My mother had me baptized in the fucking catlick church, it didn't take.
i was baptized in a prison and that's no bullshit. it's a great story.
eliot said it was okay to be baptized but since i wasn't of legal age and had no say in the matter, it couldn't be considered a legal contract.
Fucking around in the catlick church made mommy happy, when mommy was happy daddy got blowjobs. Daddy liked blowjobs.
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