I’ve been busy in the three-dimensional world, where I am in the middle of committing an unnatural act for an academic: writing out every word of a lecture. (As weird as it is, it makes the video production of that lecture easier — more about that in the fullness of time.) In between such unnatural acts, however, I’ve been schlepping the sprogs to their summertime activities.
Today, during one such schlep, the following exchange occurred.
Younger offspring: If I walk in the shady parts instead of the sunny parts, bees and wasps won’t try to sting me.
Dr. Free-Ride: Oh. So, you think bees and wasps prefer to be in the sun, so you’ll be safer in the shade?
Younger offspring: (after a moment’s thought) No, they don’t. I’m not safe anywhere.
Dr. Free-Ride: See, I thought you had an interesting hypothesis about the bees and wasps, and that we could talk about it.
Younger offspring: But I don’t think it’s true.
Dr. Free-Ride: I just wanted to talk with you about your hunch, and reasons why bees might prefer sun over shade.
Younger offspring: I know.
Dr. Free-Ride: And instead, I’ve made you feel less safe! Totally not what I was going for.