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Posted on Thursday 13 March 2008 at 8:37 pm

Life Imitates Art (or something like that)

I swear I'll get to the Blogging Outside My Comfort Zone stuff soon. As in probably this weekend if either my laptop arrives on Saturday (it is supposedly fixed and on its way back to me!) or my roommate leaves her laptop on when she leaves for the weekend. In the meantime, I have something that I found amusing to share even though no one will probably find it as amusing as I did.

I still haven't returned my students' papers that I've had for about two weeks now. I should have had them back on Tuesday and have promised the students that I will be done grading them and have them back by the upcoming Tuesday so they can have them before the midterm the following Thursday. Tonight after class did I grade papers? Of course not. I finished writing the midterm exam (see, I did some work!) and then read an Indiana Jones novel. The novels were written after the films were made but take place before the films. In the first one, Indiana is a grad student. In the second, he has his first teaching job. I was reading the second this evening when I stumbled across this bit:

If he'd pressed himself earlier in the week, he would've finished grading the papers by now. But he'd managed to get through fewer than half of them, and now they were due back tomorrow in time for the final exam.

A bit later Indy is talking to a friend about their inability to sleep in Indy's apartment that night for various reasons (largely because the bad guys hid a bunch of scorpions all over and they aren't sure they've found all the deadly bugs yet):
'Yeah, well, I'm going to my office for the night. My predecessor left a cot in the closet.'

'Christ, Indy, why don't you stay at a hotel?'

He picked up the stack of papers. 'No, this way I'll get my work done.'

I haven't read the Indy novels in some time so I remember all the main plots but none of the details. When I read that I glanced up from the book to the pile of ungraded papers sitting on my desk, giggled for a minute and pondered if it would take a scorpion infestation to get me to get my work done, and went right back to reading my novel.


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mrstater at 2:38 am on 14 March 2008 (UTC) (Link)
LOL! I personally think this is something freakier than life imitating art, and that some magical powers have made those words appear in your book just to get you grading. That's awesome.
bratty_jedi at 10:17 pm on 14 March 2008 (UTC) (Link)
It was brilliant. Of course, if that was a private message for me telling me to get to work, thus far it has failed miserably.
lady_katvic at 6:41 pm on 14 March 2008 (UTC) (Link)
*raises an eyebrow* Am I going to have to send a box of scorpions your direction so that your students can get their papers back?
bratty_jedi at 10:16 pm on 14 March 2008 (UTC) (Link)
No. I'll be good. I promise I'll grade them tomorrow and Sunday without need for scorpions!

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