“We’re behind at the end of regulation,” read a note from the resident faculty, “so we’re going into overtime.”

It was their weekly 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 and addisnana agreed that “It Takes a Village” in Midday Matinee.

On Tuesday, winterbanyan shared Thank You, Mr. Green and Healthcare.gov in Morning Feature, the Squirrel pondered Fox News, Female Breadwinners, and ‘Asking’ in Furthermore!, and readers helped tell Tuesday’s Tale: Gooooooooooal! in Midday Matinee.

On Wednesday, the Squirrel grumped about The Worst Thing Ever in Morning Feature and addisnana was delighted by “The Drive Through Difference” in Midday Matinee.

On Thursday, we looked at Christians, Bullies, Hierarchies, and Psychopaths in Morning Feature and triciawyse brought us Fursdai Furries in Midday Matinee.

On Friday, we pondered Same S—t, Different Day? in Morning Feature and triciawyse shared Frieday Critters in Midday Matinee.

On the weekend, we were surprised by Arkansas More Progressive than Nintendo? in Saturday’s Morning Feature, Ms. Crissie was asked Who, Us?!? in Sunday’s Morning Feature, and winterbanyan brought our weekly Eco News Roundup in Our Earth.


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


Thus we note left outside the mail room by the resident faculty, 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 note read:

We’re behind at the end of regulation, so we’re going into overtime.

“Ah, their weekly clue,” Chef said. “Time for the decoder ring.”

The Squirrel agreed.

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“Please tell me they’re not going to discuss the B-word,” Chef said as she scraped stray pecans into the Squirrel’s bowl.

He tapped at his Blewberry. “I don’t think so. They were debating debating. Or maybe discussing discussing.”

“You don’t know which?” Chef asked.

The Squirrel shook his head and texted. “They went on and on and on. I lost interest after while.”

“Maybe boring you was part of their clue,” the Professor of Astrology Janitor suggested. “Like political debates that go on and on, regardless of facts or evidence, because Some People will never they’re wrong. Just as Some People insist the debate must go on forever, unless and until you convince them. Because there’s still A Controversy.”

“How do you do that?” the Squirrel texted.

“What?” the Professor of Astrology Janitor asked.

The Squirrel tapped at his Blewberry. “You capitalized ‘Some People’ and ‘A Controversy,’ and you were talking. I know how to do that on my Blewberry, but how do you do it with speech?”

“Public speaking lessons,” the Professor of Astrology Janitor said. “My instructor gave me a mouthful of marbles, and each time I did an enunciation exercise correctly he let me take out one marble. He said I was ready for public speaking when I’d lost all my marbles.”

The Squirrel rolled his eyes and texted. “Let me guess. That was part of the clue too?”

The Professor of Astrology Janitor smiled.


Happy Monday!