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Change of Location: Office Hours Wednesday
Claire again has changed office hours. I again wrote to explain why and how.
Tomorrow, Wednesday, will be my last regularly-scheduled Office Hours of the year. Instead of having them in my office, I'll be holding them at Ambrosia (326 Maynard, between Liberty and William), at the usual time (11 am-12:50 pm--leaving a bit earlier to get to my 1 pm class on time).
For further clarification, I've taken the liberty of asking Jonathan Frankerton Franklin to translate for you:
Hello fellow readers and pontificators,
I fancied myself the opportunity to visit your classes as of late. I found it to be a slightly harrowing experience all of you malpheasants and quadrapedantics. I have recently been discussing with Claire class material and the theological relationships between office hour changes and the ephemeral nature of life. We ventured upon the solution that wednesday, last scheduled office hours, ambrosia, and 11-12:50 all play metaphorical parts in the proverbial equation of life. wednesday of course translates to the way that midway through life [the week] you are feeling both at your best, and the most exuberanted by age and life choices. last scheduled office hours of the year translates to lackadaisical simplistic operations having other tempting yaks, meaning of course that when a yak tempts simple operations of routine life, lackadaisy ensues. ambrosia definitely relates to the sweet metaphorical nectar of sitting in a café. and finally 11-12:50 is the year of the mayan roost (a celebration in which all mayans lay eggs and cheer to "awaken" the gods). this equation put together of course looks like this
[wed.+tempting yaks-(lackadaisy*ambrosia)/11-12:50]*pi=ephemeral nature of life ??
I spent hours attempting to solve this equation. after many referrals to my colleagues, and pulling all of my contacts I came to this simple conclusion: 0=0. at first it seems obvious, but think harder. 0 itself is an enigma unproven by scholars, similar to infinity, or fruit salad. An equals sign is a clear representation of the equalities and inequalities of life and of fruit salad. so to say that zero equals zero would be to say that the mysterious enigma of nothingness is actually inequal to the other sense of the word zero (no value). that clearly means that enigmatic nothingness corresponds to no dogmatic predetermined value whatsoever. Confused? Good. And by that I don't mean I am pleased that you feel confunded or confounded. I mean that I am pleased that I get the ability to explicate the answer to you in my own terms. Excited? Good. By this I mean I'm glad you are excited, don't read so much into things. I will now try to put the three large yet confusable puzzle pieces together for you. I would like to draw a diagram but I cannot on this particular medium of WeB-Mayle.
When you think of changing office hours to ambrosia at 11-12:50 on wednesday on your last scheduled office hours of the year (now just abbreviated as cohtaa1-1owoylsohoty), you don't think of metaphor or symbolism or even prurience. Now you will. when you put together all of cohtaa1-1owoylsohoty, you find out that there is no value to enigmatic nothingness. It seems unrelated. It is not. In order to unmask the deeper mysteries of life and to find out why we exist, you must first prove that there is not a value to nothingness in a proverbial sense. Making sense? So Claire took the first step into delving into the abyssal of the unknown of the strangeness of life by first figuring out about the value of metaphysical nothingness. She did this by cohtaa1-1owoylsohoty. now that she has done this, she is one step closer on the spiral staircase of life to discovering why god does his thing in the manner he does. So although it may at first seem selfish that Claire is cyohtaa1-1owoylsohoty, you won't be whining when she comes back as a demi-god albeknowst to the meanings and nooks and crannies of lifes deeper mysteries. I hope this has helped to explain.
Truly yours,
Jonathan Frankerton Franklin
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