So, as it’s now finally starting to look like winter here (and I have actual work piling up like snow), I felt it was appropriate to get a little festive, and thus you get,

# The 12 Days of Christmas Research.

On the first day of Christmas,

My PI gave to me:

A pile of papers to read.

On the second day of Christmas,

My PI gave to me:

2 data sets,

And a pile of papers to read.

On the third day of Christmas,

My PI gave to me:

3 rejected drafts,

2 data sets,

And a pile of papers to read.

On the fourth day of Christmas,

My PI gave to me:

4 re-vi-sions,

3 rejected drafts,

2 data sets,

And a pile of papers to read.

On the fifth day of Christmas,

My PI gave to me:

Five Ci-ta-tions…

4 revisions,

3 rejected drafts,

2 data sets,

And a pile of papers to read.

On the sixth day of Christmas,

My PI gave to me:

6 cups of coffee,

Five Citations…

4 revisions,

3 rejected drafts,

2 data sets,

And a pile of papers to read.

On the seventh day of Christmas,

My PI gave to me:

7 courses to mark,

6 cups of coffee,

Five Citations…

4 revisions,

3 rejected drafts,

2 data sets,

And a pile of papers to read.

On the eight day of Christmas,

My PI gave to me:

8 grant proposals,

7 courses to mark,

6 cups of coffee,

Five Citations…

4 revisions,

3 rejected drafts,

2 data sets,

And a pile of papers to read.

On the ninth day of Christmas,

My PI gave to me:

9 hours of coding,

8 grant proposals,

7 courses to mark,

6 cups of coffee,

Five Citations…

4 revisions,

3 rejected drafts,

2 data sets,

And a pile of papers to read.

On the tenth day of Christmas,

My PI gave to me:

10 syntax errors,

9 hours of coding,

8 grant proposals,

7 courses to mark,

6 cups of coffee,

Five Citations…

4 revisions,

3 rejected drafts,

2 data sets,

And a pile of papers to read.

On the eleventh day of Christmas,

My PI gave to me:

11 infinite loops,

10 syntax errors,

9 hours of coding,

8 grant proposals,

7 courses to mark,

6 cups of coffee,

Five Citations…

4 revisions,

3 rejected drafts,

2 data sets,

And a pile of papers to read.

On the twelfth day of Christmas,

My PI gave to me:

12 reference letters,

11 infinite loops,

10 syntax errors,

9 hours of coding,

8 grant proposals,

7 courses to mark,

6 cups of coffee,

Five Citations…

4 revisions,

3 rejected drafts,

2 data sets,

And a pile of papers to read.

I strongly encourage people to actually sing this; especially if they record it and send it to me.

UPDATE: Keeping the holiday things together, I link to Christmas Newton’s Birthday Suggestions for a Relativist.

Good idea and I wanted to record but I think that you’re missing many syllables in most verses, Sarah. Check the original song

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=owK5tHjL0aE

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JmPSUMBrJoI

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q8Jbi-BBp3c

Best wishes

Lubos

Hmm, you’re right, I should have put my intended spacing in, because I was definitely playing a little loosely with the syllables in my head. Hmm… perhaps an edit is in order.

Brilliant!

I love the cat picture. I have a tortoiseshell that gets mad when people sing.

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