There won't be single mommyhood!!! Alan got a new job, with better pay and better hours. So why is this slacker not blogging? I'm not sure. I haven't thought of much to blog about. But I'll try harder. Especially since I complain to Tom that he doesn't blog. :)
And Dave, do you still blog? I haven't gotten a notice of your blog in a while.
Etcetera.
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Yay! Congrats to both of you!! (And thanks for the update!)
I don't mean to apply blogging pressure; that would be unfair considering that I haven't been blogging at all. My blog is shuttered indefinitely for several reasons, but the most important is that I'm just too busy working on my prospectus and teaching four different classes on two different campuses. Outside of that, there's the fact that I really can't say much about teaching without crossing ethical boundaries, and my day-to-day grad school life is unremarkable for pretty much months on end. Which leaves commentary and such--something that'd be cool if I had the time to write what amounts to a short column or op-ed piece for each post. So that's my Complete List of Personal Excuses Not To Blog (At Least For The Foreseeable Future). I have considered posting daily edits to my diss work as blog entries, but that joke would be too dry for even Brits to put up with for long.
My own update: I am teaching the four different classes (from four different texts, three of which I received the week before the semester started, mind you) and REALLY trying to get my prospectus completed and approved so that I can turn to grant proposals. Next weekend I'm going to Chicago--ostensibly for the National Communication Association convention, but I really intend just to de-stress for a few days before heading into the final stretch of the semester.
I'll be in touch, or it can be the other way around at any time since I'm...well, a confirmed bachelor. :-)
Hey, Pie-man (why does Lea's pie suddenly sound appealing? Or Pigskins! Yum!), if you need help, Busbice writes grants these days. Call Doc Cole to get her number. Say, why don't you bring some craklins to Colorado for winter break? -Plotnik
Thanks for the info, sir. I'll have to ask about that; the grant will be liberal arts stuff, and that's always difficult.
As for Lea's cracklins (pause; insert prolonged Homer Simpson drooling sound) I WISH they still sold them. They'd be perfect on a cold Colorado evening, I'm sure. But then, I admit that when I imagine my ideal retirement, I have visions of reclining on a Tempur-Pedic mattress, covered by a very soft and fluffy blanket, the cozy glow of a fire playing off of the stainless steel pull-string hopper filled with cracklins that's positioned strategically just inches from my mouth. Oh, and a keg of Guinness within arm's reach. And, okay, a few Sam's Club-size bottles of Immodium. And, hell, a dialysis machine so I hardly ever have to get out of bed. I can't wait!!
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