I’m a bit behind on this one: Lisa Halliday, an old friend from college and Let’s Go days, recently had her short story, Stump Louie, published in the Paris Review. Congrats!
Category: Navel-Gazing
Just Like Tom Thumb’s Blues.
Greetings from NYC, where Berk and I returned yesterday evening. I’ve been spending today running errands and generally cleaning up the apartment environs for 2006, but I expect updates should return to normal around here shortly.
When I was one-and-thirty.
And oh, ’tis true, ‘tis true. Today, I’m 31.
Deck the Halls.
A happy (belated) holidays to you and yours from the compound in Norfolk, VA, where we’ve all been engaged in the usual Murphy christmas routine: gift-swapping, atlatl-tossing, and myriad other games of skill and chance. Updates should resume around here shortly, particularly since, among other things, Santa has kindly brought Berk and I a swanky new Gateway MX7515 notebook! (In fact, this is my first wireless post, so GitM has now officially joined the Wi-Fi era…booyah.)
No Transit.
The MTA strike has begun. As I’m ensconced uptown and have completed most of my christmas shopping, the strike doesn’t much affect me yet, although picking up my rental car for the drive home in the HOV-restricted zone of Manhattan might turn out to be a pain…we’ll see.
Six in the City.
My little green friend.
“You must feel the Force around you, here; between you, me, the treat, the squirrel, everywhere!…yes, even between the land and the frisbee.” Ok, I know this is wrong on a lot of levels, and I’ve even gone on record (4/9) as being opposed to dressing up animals like Star Wars characters in the past. (Caped crusaders, tho’, are another matter.) Nevertheless, my sister‘s boyfriend Ethan saw this particular outfit and thought it screamed Berkeley, and, well, he does look ready to lay a Jedi-by-way-of-Wookie smackdown, doesn’t he? At any rate, happy halloween out there, y’all, and be safe.
Update: In barely related news, Yoda channels Honey Daniels.
In My Secret Life.
By the way, since people often ask me about it, and since I’ve been working on grant writing of late anyway, I’ve written up and html’ized a brief executive summary of my dissertation project. As always, subject to change…particularly the title. (Left-of-the-Colon probably isn’t the best place for a The The pun.)
With God on their side.
Personal plug: Bill Press’ How the Republicans Stole Christmas, which I worked on earlier this year, was released today. As I noted last April, its basic thesis is “The Religious Right are neither religious nor right” (discuss amongst yourselves), and it aims to put the lie to the fundies’ constant invocations of Jesus to justify their greed, intolerance, and hypocrisy. (And, along with being a long-time Dem campaign manager and pundit, Press also spent a decade in the seminary, so he knows of what he speaks.) Now, as they say, in bookstores everywhere.
To the Five Boroughs.
Hey y’all. After a good deal of traveling (and side-stepping around Katrina), I’m back in Chesapeake, VA, and have broken Berkeley out of the canine correctional facility he was residing at during our Maui sojourn. Later in the week (and just like Tom Thumb’s Blues), I’ll be heading back up to NYC to begin Year 5 at Hogwarts, or Columbia, as it were.(I’ll post Hawaii pics at Flickr once I return to Gotham.)