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Friday, 24 August 2012

"AND WHAT THEN?": More Academic Silliness

"A similar underspecification may be found in the last practice cited and quoted precisely above. It says that, if no one has been selected as next speaker, and no one (other than then-current speaker) has self-selected, then the one who had been the speaker up to the possible completion can self-select to continue, “unless another self-selects.” And what then? What if a just-now speaker does self-select to continue in the absence of anyone else making a move to talk – only to find, as he or she does so, that another has self-selected after all? What happens if that circumstance arises? Who gets the turn then, if that “unless” comes to pass?"
Oh god! What then, indeed? Whatever shall we do if the dread circumstance comes to pass that two people talk at the same time?

How much Schegloff thinks I should care about this problem:

How much I actually care about this problem:

Academics: being overdramatic since roughly forever.

Schegloff, E. A. (2000). Overlapping talk and the organization of turn-taking for conversation. Language in Society, 29(1), 1-63.

Sunday, 19 August 2012

Linguisticali Speaking... Out Loud

I haven't had time to blog lately because of my dissertation, so I decided to make a vlog instead. There are so many reasons that this is a bad idea, as you'll see if you watch it. One of the reasons is that the sound quality is awful and I don't have time to do a transcript, since the whole point was that it was quicker than writing a blog post, so I apologise for being both ableist and inaudible. I do pull funny faces sometimes, so I hope that even if you can't hear me, you can at least be passingly amused.

Emmit Nervend. That's his name! This is the guy I was talking about. Also this is what I look like in photos. (Source)

Tuesday, 7 August 2012

Saturday, 4 August 2012

Chasing That Happy

Today I left the library before closing time. Yeah, not even kidding. I have curry on the stove and a cup of bad advice tea ("There is no way to peace. Peace is the way."), and I'm all prepared to spend my evening doing nothing and seeing no one. Happiness is.

Never let it be said that I don't have action-packed Saturday nights.

So yeah, I'm spending most of my life in the library. Wearing this face.

But not always a penguin.
To aid me in trying to keep my screaming-on-the-inside on the inside, I'm still chasing that happy in the form of tv and Cabin Pressure and general silliness.

Like teddy bear toast.