The resident faculty left a call to action – “Let Us to Matoes!” – outside the mail room this morning. We can’t afford a trip to Brazil, so we hope it was a clue. (More)
First our thanks to last week’s writers….
On Monday, you shared your stories of offline political activism in Things We Did This Week, addisnana proposed that We Could Be Talking About…. in Midday Matinee, and winterbanyan found Disagreement About Climate Change? in Our Earth.
On Tuesday, we discussed Better Health for Seniors: the Affordable Care Act’s Comprehensive Primary Care Initiative in Morning Feature and readers helped tell Tuesday’s Tale: The Buffoons in Midday Matinee.
On Wednesday, we shared ScandalFest 2013 Continues: Your Freedom to Get Scammed in Morning Feature and addisnana documented Prissy’s Sunbeam Campaign in Midday Matinee.
On the weekend, we pondered Updating Our Constitution in Saturday’s Morning Feature, Ms. Crissie was asked Never Fully Committed? in Sunday’s Morning Feature, and winterbanyan brought our weekly Eco News Roundup in Our Earth.
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Thus we return to the resident faculty’s call to action, left outside the mail room as they made their way from the
wine cellar library where they spent the weekend drinking thinking on our motto of Magis vinum, magis verum (“More wine, more truth”) to the hot tub faculty lounge for their weekly game where the underwear goes flying planning conference.
The resident faculty’s note read “Let Us to Matoes!” which left the staff somewhat puzzled. After a visit to the kitchen …
… the Squirrel got busy on his Blewberry and found that “Let us” is a common phrase in calls to action, although adding the preposition “to” is less common. There is a hymn titled “Come, Let Us to the Lord our God” and a book titled Come, Let Us to Billiards Away, but neither mentions the city in Brazil. While Matos and Mattos are reasonably common surnames, especially in Brazil, none are spelled Matoes. And there’s a salon and day spa named Matéos in Colorado, but the resident faculty are usually more careful about spelling. Besides, the Faculty Senate would never approve trip to Colorado, let alone Brazil.
“I’m stumped,” the Squirrel finally texted.
Chef chuckled. “Just read it out loud.”
The Squirrel chittered and then tapped his Blewberry. “Umm, that didn’t help.”
“It does if you speak human English,” Chef replied.
Professor of Astrology Janitor tried. “Lettuce tomatoes? Oh. You mean a news salad?”
“I don’t,” Chef said. “But the resident faculty probably do, so I’m dressing for the occasion.”
“Cuke,” the Squirrel texted. “Very cuke.”