I like living in Charleston. I really do. Except, well, sometimes things happen here that are un-friggin-natural. Case in point: Yesterday was a long day teaching after a long week of same. So I spent much of my late afternoon plopped on the couch in my teachin’ uniform, playing Madden …
I’m trying to grade papers this evening, but the need to look at the unfolding NLCS game 3 on MLB.com every few seconds is seriously slowing me down. Or perhaps it is comically doing so. Or ironically. I don’t know. Go Rockies! I’m wondering if I could abandon the Frenchie …
I’d like to say that I haven’t posted for a few days because I’ve been writing the paper that I have to present at an academic conference in a week. I’d like to say that, because of these days of silence, the paper is done. Instead it’s hardly begun. And …
This song, by Kwoon, has been in my mind the past few days — perhaps due to Jim’s passing. The video is extraordinary: The lyrics, which are difficult to understand in the video (perhaps because the band is French): Dear little lad, Here’s the story of my life. I lived …
James O. Rigney, Jr., who wrote most of his books under the name Robert Jordan, died at around 2:45pm yesterday. The passing of any artist is tragic, but Jim’s loss is particularly so: only 58, he was still very much in the prime of his authorial life. His great epic …