I haven’t maintained day-to-day blogging. First, I realize most of you aren’t interested in my daily day-to-day daze quite so much, but part of my use of this blog is as a journal; I order things here so I can remember causes and effects years down the line.

– WEATHER – It’s supposedly going to storm out here, but I haven’t seen it yet. The jet stream has receded northward, bringing record temperatures (above 100) to the western third of the nation. Meanwhile, another storm will be pulled into New England this weekend.

– TODAY – A woman’s high heel fell off on the subway platform. A student gave it back to her.

– WEATHER – In Chicago, throughout our trip, it was warm and fair until Scavhunt started. Then it was cold and rainy.

While I’ve been gone:

New York Times: Auto Union Leaders Are Authorized to Call a Strike.

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I’m back.

Starting tomorrow and for the next month expect a crazy amount of posting.

Concerning, in approximately this order.
1. The impending end of Year 28.
2. Scavhunt 2006 and Jess and my trip to Chicago.
3. Gothic Funkery.

If any of you have Myspace accounts and want to help me with my final project for my Literature Seminar, swing by my friend Marco Polo‘s account. Befriend him. Inquire into his purpose there, the curious things that you find about him…

Etc.

from Amber:

Happy May Day, bonny fellows!

As none of you needs telling, the demise of winter at the (forever bloodstained?) hands of spring has been, throughout history, cause for much festivity. This year shall be no exception! So come over and join us this Saturday, as we celebrate the remission of our seasonal affective disorders with an evening of traditional, merry, and somewhat debauched vernal revelry!

Just so that nobody fears that grave issues might fall beneath my radar in these hectic times, be rassured that when Fluff Mode is over (in about two weeks) I will be posting extensively on the nature of and consequences of the Pumpkins reunification.

No, I can’t tell you.

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– WEEKEND – It was a lovely weekend, despite end-of-the-semester stress. Friday feels like so long ago that I can scarcely remember. Oh yes; on Thursday I’d finished Invisible Cities by Calvino. I spent most of Friday, then, working on my report for Shelley, version #1, but I also cleaned and exercised and so forth.