Eli Rabett is a not quite failed professorial techno-bunny, a chair election from retirement, at a wanna be research university that has a lot to be proud of but has swallowed the Kool-Aid. The students are naive but great and the administrators vary day-to-day between homicidal and delusional. His colleagues are smart, but they have a curious inability to see the holes that they dig for themselves. Prof. Rabett is thankful that they occasionally heed his pointing out the implications of the various enthusiasms that rattle around the department and school. Ms. Rabett is thankful that Prof. Rabett occasionally heeds her pointing out that he is nuts.
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This is the Prokofiev that I most associate with winter:
Troika
Or this one:
Alexander Nevsky
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WNEfFcOdaEQ
I remember the day my best friend (a frustrated trumpeter) played the above with his cupped hands. Best parlor trick ever.
Unfortunately he preferred Billy Butterfield to Louis Armstrong.
Is this about the weather in the US, or the state of the government or some other group or organization?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lieutenant_Kij%C3%A9
It is 47F with a chance of rain today in St Petersburg, Russia
Anyway, a nice way to state the day.
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