During our last weeks in Urbana, C asked me to translate a phrase into Latin. A rare request, since usually it's the other way around. But it was a phrase that deserved to be rendered into Latin and then magic-markered onto a bright collar for their greyhound Rocket. The phrase was this: "who will retrieve the retrievers?"
You'll have to hunt down the collar to see the Latin.
I thought of this story when I hung up the phone today after nearly an hour and a half of talking with a former advisee. We don't usually talk on the phone really, mostly email. But the cool thing about today's conversation is that my advisee was the one giving me advice. At least someone will advise the advisors. As for the retrievers, I think you ought to check with Rocket, because I'm pretty sure he knows the answer.
