A dripping faucet.
A run in a stocking.
A crack in a windshield.
A cancer cell.
A faculty o-ring on a space shuttle.
An itch that becomes maddening.
A hairline crack.
“Perturbations that appear quite minor to an observer may trigger changes that propagate on an enormous scale and result in global changes to the system.”
So true, Margaret, so true.
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Perturbations
Posted in wec class on April 2, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
And That’s a Fact…or Is It?
Posted in wec class on April 1, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Anyone who has attempted to comprehend the book Genesis and Development of a Scientific Fact (students of Rowan University’s wec class take note) will appreciate the astonishment I experienced when I found myself actually using it in real life.
The other day I held a conference with a student in my research writing class. The student, a [...]
The Ecology of a Writing Center
Posted in professional, wec class on March 25, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
As a tutor in a college Writing Center, I have often noted that it is my students who teach me, rather than the other way around. Prior to joining the center, I had worked as an educator in various classroom settings and grade levels. When asked to write a reflective piece on my first month [...]
Problems Remain with Adobe
Posted in wec class on March 16, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Thanks for the link. I had already done this, however. Once I download the program (I’ve done and undone this about 10 times now), when I go to open anything in Adobe and the licensing agreement comes up, the page sort of freezes when I click “Accept.” It does not allow me to accept it. The [...]
Questions about Midterm Record
Posted in wec class on March 15, 2008 | 1 Comment »
1. How do I save a Blog post as a Word document? I tried to figure it out, but couldn’t.
2. I cannot download Adobe to view samples in pdf. My computer downloads, but will not accept the licensing agreement. I have been plagued with this problem for several months.
Hypertext Fiction or Power Trip?
Posted in Venting, wec class on March 11, 2008 | 3 Comments »
Okay, I’m two minutes into the reading of The Jew’s Daughter, an example of hypertext fiction for my Writing for Electronic Communities class, and I’m already mad. So far, the piece reminds me of the reason I was not an English major. Already evident are four things: 1. This writer cannot get to the point. 2. [...]
Questions for Landow, Chapters 5, 6, and 8
Posted in wec class on March 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
For students in Writing for Electronic Communities, the March 13 discussion questions regarding the Landow text are as follows:
1. Landow writes about the problem of disorientation in reading hypertext. He also says this is not necessarily a bad thing. Have you ever experienced “pleasurable” disorientation when reading a piece of literature, viewing a film, or [...]
A Nation of ADD
Posted in humor, technology, wec class on March 4, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Anyone who has ever taught an student with Attention Deficit Disorder can tell you what it looks like. The forgotten homework, the disaster inside the desk, the unfinished assignment inside the backpack. They’re all telltale signs. The adult with ADD is equally identifiable. His is the house half painted, the one with the Christmas lights still [...]
Nowhere to Hide
Posted in technology, wec class on February 26, 2008 | 1 Comment »
The other day, I couldn’t remember the web address for the home page of a graduate course I am currently taking on electronic communities and writing. Rather than look it up, I decided to take the easy way out—I did a Google search. I typed in the instructor’s name and the course abbreviation, then hit [...]
Why?
Posted in wec class on February 21, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
When Olympic figure skater Nancy Kerrigan was clubbed in the knee by Tonya Harding, the image of an anguished Nancy looking up at the TV camera wailing “WHHHHHYY?” was quite vivid. Of late, I have found myself asking the same question on my two-hour journey home from Rowan Thursday evenings. “WHHHHHHY?” I wail aloud to the trucker [...]
