The resident faculty left a note outside the mail room: “We mith you.” Either they thought the holiday break was too long, or it was a clue. (More)

First our thanks to last week’s writers:

On Monday, the Squirrel asked This Is Reform? in Furthermore!, addisnana mused on I’m Right! in Midday Matinee, we shared Kevin Bacon’s Gift of Giving in Evening Focus, and winterbanyan showed us government protecting our environment with Pelican Refining Gets $12M in Felony Fines and Jail Time in Our Earth.

On Tuesday, Winning Progressive replied No, Conservatives, the Bush Recession Did Not Fix Inequality in Morning Feature, winterbanyan reminded us of Hanukkah in Furthermore!, and readers collaborated on Tuesday’s Tale: Beaned by an Angel in Midday Matinee.

On Wednesday, HurrikanEagle offered a Prologue to the Gifts that Keep Giving series with Music and Snow in Morning Feature, the Squirrel celebrated My Second Anniversary in Furthermore!, addisnana saw that This Does Happen in Small Towns in Midday Matinee, and Winning Progressive hailed The Next Generation of Progressive Leaders in Evening Focus.

Amidst the holiday rush, we offered Gifts that Keep Giving with Wonder in Thursday’s Morning Feature, and Laughter in Friday’s Morning Feature, winterbanyan shared the holiday classic Yes, Virginia, There Is a Santa Claus in Furthermore!, we concluded the Gifts that Keep Giving series with Love in Saturday’s Morning Feature, winterbanyan added A Visit From St. Nicholas in Saturday’s Furthermore!, and Ms. Crissie was asked Wudyaget? in Sunday’s Morning Feature.

Note: Please share your stories of offline activism in Things We Did This Week.

That leaves the resident faculty and the note they left outside the mail room. Due to the holidays, they didn’t follow their usual pattern of spending the weekend in the wine cellar library, drinking thinking on our motto of Magis vinum, magis verum (“More wine, more truth”), before heading to the hot tub faculty lounge for their weekly game where the underwear goes flying planning conference. Instead, following the BPI campus holiday tradition, they spent the weekend cavorting dancing around the Squirrel’s tree.

As leaving a note outside the mail room door required a special trip, we hoped it was a clue. Although the faculty and staff remained on campus through the holiday, “We mith you” might have been merely a phonetic spelling of eggnog-fueled separation anxiety. The Squirrel ruled out that theory, texting on his Blewberry that the resident faculty had not drunk much eggnog this year, adding that he had none at all.

Given his family history, the Squirrel also recognized that mith is a Scottish variant of “might,” in the sense of possibility. “It mith also be a misspelling of myth,” he added, both giving an example and offering his interpretation of the clue. Chef agreed with his interpretation, but also noted that the resident faculty have a penchant for double entendre.

The staff agreed and concluded that, during this holiday week, the resident faculty mith discuss myths and other stories that mith or mith not be true.

Or that mith be a myth.


Happy Boxing Day!