Henry Imler November 27th, 2007

Sometimes I can’t find anything to complain about - so I go find things to complain about. What is it this time?

I turned in a final paper over the Rgvedic Frog Hymn the first day of break. I got that paper back today. Allow me to repeat all of the comments on all 20 pages of the paper:

A.
Excellent Paper.

That’s it. Why does this frustrate me? Shouldn’t I be ecstatic that I received a great grade and a wonderful compliment from my professor? Well, I am - I am jumping up and down on the inside all day today.

However, firstly, I am not that smart; I am not that good of a writer (as the content of this blog attests to). This is not my subject area. I know jack about the Vedas. The whole reason I took this class on the Vedas was to remedy that deficiency.

Now, a week from now I am giving that paper in to a mock conference consisting of the professors in the department and some of the graduate students. After I give that paper, these professors and graduate students will ask me questions about the paper - stuff that I most likely will not be able to answer. I was hoping that the professor that graded my paper would have pointed out potential problems - things that I should anticipate having questions asked about.

Anyway, that is my complaining for the day.

In other news, I finally have all of my big projects over until finals week, where I only have to do a Greek final and grading a bunch of tests. Beyond that, I just have to give a paper workshop on my first copy of my paper comparing a Baptist parade float to a reformation era woodcut and “defend” my Veda’s paper. For the first time in three weeks, I look up and I can’t see good ole Damocles’s sword.

Maybe I will now update my fantasy basketball roster and email everyone back!

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