After last week’s misery of mid-term + Shako + illnesses anguish, I was very much looking forward to a weekend with nothing but raking to do. I even had hopes of sleeping in a bit this morning, which started off well enough when the Hobbit climbed up into our bed …
Good title, eh? I’m pleased to make this quick gasp out from the depths of mid-term grading to announce that my article “The Tripods of Vulcan and Mars: Homer, Darwin, and the Fighting Machines of H. G. Wells’s The War of the Worlds” has been accepted for publication by The …
Found this via http://failblog.org/ and am now forced to use it to make a point to my 102 class about the importance of spelling and such things:
Gasping and limping, I made it to the finish line. This year’s rendition of the literary magazine of The Citadel, The Shako, has gone to print. Insert exhausted faint here. It was down to the wire, though. I had to hustle across campus and flag down a moving minivan to …
Perhaps no better statement about the craziness of this week can be made than the simple fact that this moment — 11:42pm on Wednesday — is the first chance I’ve had to sit down and take a breath for many days. Alas, it is only the big gulp of air …
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