Where’s Wilkins? 26 Jun 2007 OK, so while the vandals are playing some weird game on another thread, I suppose I better tell the rest of you what’s happening. 1. I’m applying for a real job, and another postdoc. 2. I have two conference papers to prepare and deliver, and travel to and from (including what looks like a very wet and cold motorbike ride to Armidale NSW this Friday). 3. I’m preparing to teach cognitive science to undergraduates. The poor wee bastards… 4. I’m responding to reviewers’ comments on a grant application. 5. I’m writing other stuff. Simultaneously. As I am by nature Very Lazy, this means I have to fit all this is around my normal procrastination schedule. I’ll blog sporadically, but not much until early August. So sorry. Administrative
Administrative Evolving Thoughts may close soon 31 Jan 2015 I know I have been remiss in not updating ET for a while. I am working in a very hard boring (lowly paid) job and my mind is not roaming as far as it used to right now. However, the fees for the domain and hosting are due, and I… Read More
Administrative Where’s Wilkins? 20 Sep 201122 Jun 2018 I’ve been hard to spot lately. There are Developments that have kept me from your view. Last week I was working in a warehouse packing CDs into delivery boxes, and bitching about my back, feet and general well being. This week I am preparing to move to Melbourne (approx. 900km… Read More
Administrative Short takes 9 May 2008 So much has been happening in the world while I was giving a talk on the adaptiveness of religion in Sydney. The Platypus thing was one item I’d have blogged on if the rest of the blogosphere hadn’t beaten me to it. All I can say is that no matter… Read More
You could appoint a temporary surrogate. Don’t be silly! How many undersized, albino, Australian, silverback biologists do you think there are in the world?
May the Force be with you, Obi-Wilk, in your quest for enlightenment, intellectual fulfilment and employment profitable enough to keep you in beer and Pavlovas for the rest of your life.
That should of course be: undersized, albino, Australian, silverback philosophers of biology! With apologies, a discognitive slip of the keyboard so to speak.
How many undersized, albino, Australian, silverback [philosophers of biology] do you think there are in the world? Not enough. If there were more, we wouldn’t be stuck playing Mornington Crescent here. Bob P.S. Good luck with all you applications, John. Oh, teach the undergrads cognitive dissonance. More fun, and more useful if they want to make lots of money.
How many undersized, albino, Australian, silverback [philosophers of biology] do you think there are in the world? Not enough. If there were more, we wouldn’t be stuck playing Mornington Crescent here. Bob P.S. Good luck with all you applications, John. Oh, teach the undergrads cognitive dissonance. More fun, and more useful if they want to make lots of money.
Can we inquire what you mean by a real job? What’s wrong with the current one? If you change your job for a better paid/higher status one isn’t ther the possibility that, it being more demanding, you won’t have time left for blogging?… Your gain, our loss… perhaps…
Yes, this is a fixed term postdoc that finishes sometime between the end of February and early May next year (because I’m teaching this semester my grant is being extended accordingly, but I don’t know by how much just yet). After that it’s a factory job and I become one of those “independent scholars” you keep seeing post drivel to Usenet. I can’t even sell the daughter to cover costs any more – she escaped and became an adult while I wasn’t looking.
That’s just for the cliché.. I’m a fully fattened up silverback and don’t you forget it. Or I’ll fall on you…
What you need is to come up with some sort of perenially popular pop philosophy tome that will keep you comfortably for the rest of your life, something like Blogs and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance. Alternatively, British humourist Alan Coren was told that the two subjects that were surefire guarantees of literary success were pets and sports – which led him to write Golfing for Cats. Anyone have any other ideas?
That’s just for the cliché.. I’m a fully fattened up silverback and don’t you forget it. Or I’ll fall on you… “I was flattened by an irate Aussi albino silverback!” reads like the headline from a Murdoch newspaper. How many names from the world of gutter journalism can one post on a blog and be one hundred percent certain that all the Brits, Aussis and Americans reading it will instantly recognise the worm in question?
Oh, in case I forget – you might try contacting Mick McCarthy. I was chatting to him a couple of weeks ago, and he was saying that they were interested in talking more to philosophers. I’ll try and remember to email him tomorrow… Bob
Oh, in case I forget – you might try contacting Mick McCarthy. I was chatting to him a couple of weeks ago, and he was saying that they were interested in talking more to philosophers. I’ll try and remember to email him tomorrow… Bob