As the immortal Shakespeare said in Richard III Act 1, "Now is {the beginning of the Fall Semester.}"
One of the most delectable dimensions of teaching is the opportunity to absterge past transgressions and begin anew.
I mean teaching is so much more forgiving than writing. One semester you can imitate the practices outlined in Cicero's On the Orator and 16 weeks later you can imitate the retro-comedy of Lenny Bruce. A bad sentence doesn't hang forever in the classroom.
Now for all eternity, the fact that I tried to work 'absterge'(see above) in to a sentence will be known.
Tomorrow morning I will try to work Quetalcaol in to a sentence. If that doesn't work out there is always next semester to try to work it in, in a more polished manner. And if not in the spring, there is always the summer.
Otherwise, I may have to join a chat room to put my vocabulary on a worthy, yet forgiving, display.
