Hi All,
Well, wasn’t that a surprise. “Set a spell” Winter did, and my how he made himself right at home. By the looks of it, he was just pickled tink by that timeshare that I gifted him down on the Florabama Shore. That handsome matching speedo and halter top ensemble, in a striking American flag print, might also have made quite the impression. Made him a regular Pandhandler, it did. Might Winter winter in Florida on the regular? One can dream, I suppose. And scheme and bribe, most of all. Certainly good skills for UR practitioners to cultivate.
Splendid as this all was, however, it did come at just about the worst possible time for the UR Program. On Tuesday, the Public Relations and Workshops Committee was scheduled to host the second of two UR Symposium information sessions. Perhaps even more tragic was that our first ever event especially for faculty was scheduled for Wednesday afternoon. And now that snow day has given way to snow week, we haven’t been able to reschedule the event to an alternate venue next week. Tragedy upon tragedy. And now there’s another earworm I’ll be onto for the next 48-72 hours.
But come next week, barring any
more acts of God (Might I become a praying man?), we shall all be back upon
that horse we call UR. The Public Relations and Workshops Committee will be
hosting the second of two abstract writing workshops of the academic year, on
Tuesday, from 2:00 to 3:00. The abstract writing workshop has been
well-attended in the past, and I believe students find it very helpful as we
approach the deadline for abstract submissions. More workshops are scheduled
for the coming weeks. As always, they’re all hybrid events, and complete
information is on the UR Program’s homepage: www.tsc.fl.edu/research.
And these events can’t come soon enough. The UR Symposium abstract submission deadline is just 18 days away, and the count of submitted abstracts has been sitting stubbornly at 7 for the past two weeks. And although my mantra is, “They all come in on the last day…They all come in on the last day,” I must confess that I’m growing a little nervous at this point. Now is the time for that final push to get students to submit those abstracts, because February 12 will be here before we know it. And you know what will be here even sooner? The deadline for UR Fellowship applications, which are due next Friday, January 31. That’s what. We don’t need to receive a whole lot of applications this go ‘round, but we do need to get that $2,000 out the door. So please keep up the pressure campaign, directing folks to our website for information about the fellowship and, now, all kinds of things.
One last thing before I sign off, please remember that we’ve got a meeting scheduled for this Tuesday, 2:00-3:00. In keeping with the will of all you fine UR Councilors, we will move all remaining meetings for the 2024-2025 academic year to a fully online format. There haven’t been too many takers for the in-person side of these hybrid meetings, which is fine; videoconferences have convenience in their favor, and that makes less work for moi, vis a vis scheduling meeting rooms and whatnot. I’ll be updating the meeting invitations accordingly. There’s not much on the agenda for Tuesday, as of yet, so please add anything you think we ought to cover. Here’s a link:
agenda
ur council meeting 1-28-25.docx
With that, I bid you all a lovely, sunny, and now just pleasantly chilly weekend. We’re celebrating Chinese New Year at our house this weekend which, appropriately enough for us this year, heralds the arrival of spring. In fact, it’s more commonly called “Spring Festival” in China. (Because the more you know.) It also means that, come Monday, I’ll be about 15 pounds heavier from eating too many dumplings, and even more deaf than I already am from lighting too many firecrackers. If you’re in Bradfordville and you hear firecrackers coming from south side of town, it’s probably coming from our house. Because you now what they say: “There ain’t no firecracker like a Chinese New Year firecracker cuz a Chinese New Year firecracker don’t stop.” Not for a while, anyway, much to our neighbors’ dismay. But something tells me that, come Monday, they’re going to find a way to finally shut that dog up.
Dan
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