that I am the 13th hottest professor on my campus. (This is not true. I may not be the 13th hottest professor in my office).
I am both deeply unsettled and quite flattered, and unsettled by how flattered I am.
Anyway, there are a gazillion more interesting things to post on, like the ongoing draft of a post about how the healthy body is fetishized in medical practice, on how at this historical moment performing Brecht's plays may run counter to Brecht's actual politics, or how far behind I am on my writing goals, because of snow, illnesses, and procrastination. Mostly snow, though.