The lettuce and lima beans had better be soaked in something.
Something like rum. MMMmmmm. Kidding Linz.
So instead of working on my dissertation defense, I’m posting to you people. And so, a few thank you’s.
Thanks to Rachel for enlightening me about Mexican culture. Jew are a good friend.
Thanks to Nathan and Stacie for letting me hold their newborn son for most of Saturday. PS, my arms/shoulders are still sore.
Thanks to the proprietors of Chez Wallace for their hospitality for the last bizillion weekends, and next weekend too.
Thanks to Mom and Dad, who have bought us a lot of food over the past few weeks. Pop’s Cafe to Macaroni Grill (or The MoGo) to homemade Shish-keee-baabs. I’ve enjoyed every bite.
Thanks to Paul for making my dissertation programs. The following is what was printed on the back of the programs distributed to faculty notifying them of my dissertation defense this Monday:
Acknowledgements
Many thanks to my committee members, Drs. Brown, Paul and Hart, for their dedication and saintly patience in seeing this project through to completion. I am grateful to my consultant, Andrew Charlton, whose programming genius is singularly responsible for my results section’s existence. Thanks also to those family members and friends who have been willing to listen to me dissertate on the wonders of psychophysiological research over the past three years. Their most gracious support has not gone unnoticed.
About the Author
When not composing lengthy scholastic documents about experiments wherein the experimenters were allowed to put electrodes and wires all over the faces of nice people, the author may typically be found reading works of British fiction on sunlit California beaches while eating chocolate. She also plays the piano badly, but expects the occasion of her graduation to free up valuable piano-practicing and novel-reading time, which has heretofore been lamentably scanty, although perhaps not as scanty as a truly rigorous academic schedule should necessitate.
April 16th, 2008 at 9:00 pm
Love the back of your programs!
Maybe the proprietors of Chez Wallace will get a little plaque to hang over the door of the quest room which reads:
Dr. Denise Renee Wallace Slept Here
And you are entirely welcome.
April 17th, 2008 at 8:36 am
It’s the least I can do. My gaaaaaa…