February 14, 2020
I had to cut my workout short this morning to get to a meeting of the Graduate Studies Council at 10. I like serving on this council, as it seems that graduate studies is where the growth will be for the university. Who knows, maybe we’ll get some Ph.D. program that has to do with English. Weirder things have happened.
I had lunch with Autumn at Cora. I got the Chicken Parmesan, and it was enough for two meals. As before: the place was excellent, and I’m happy to say, the dining room was full when we arrived about 12:30. I hope they do well.
Autumn took Henry to the park, and I futzed around on the web site a bit more. I have to get started on another site I’ve been hired to build, but there’s something enjoyable about adding to this site. I do have a concern about privacy, since I have no access limitations on the site. Yes, the information is out there, but I just wonder how much it really matters since it’s my own platform and not a proprietary silo. Frankly, I just do not see anyone interested in most of what I put on this site, except maybe for some of the non-journal writing.
My site analytics support this assumption. All of the pages listed in the image on the right are entirely predicable based on what my students are studying. Even looking a bit deeper, there has been no access to any journal pages in the top 50. OK, so 50 is my entry from December 21, 2013—an overview of Cyberpunk. Let’s face it: no one is curious about me. Why would they be?
I think it’s convenient for me, too, to have a lot of my work available on the web site. I often find myself searching for something I need. Having it here would make life easier.