I see by the surge in stat hits earlier today from the cmich.edu domain that the unthinkable has finally happened: students have found my blog. Welcome then, to the sparsely updated missives of your professor. Don’t worry. I don’t talk … Continue reading
Mostly as an exercise in amusing myself, here’s a sample of the most played songs on my iPod, listed by artist, song, and album. Paul Hartnoll — “Patchwork Guilt” (Single Ep) The Raconteurs — “Intimate Secretary” (Broken Boy Soldiers) Orbital … Continue reading
Dissertation: defended! World: hasn’t ended! Keg: has been rented! That is all. … Continue reading
Yep, lots o’ flash fiction on this bitch, huh? Let’s just say that life has wonderful ways of intruding on …well, life. The Boy, who started school for his speech delay in early January has virtually spent the entire month … Continue reading
“The Cube. Can you still . . . feel it?” His tone was deliberate, his voice rhythmic. Arta’s mind focused on the word feel, twisting and bending around it like a snake. Could she still feel it? Her breathing was … Continue reading
Just so you know what in the hell is going on for the next few weeks … Since I have finally finished writing my dissertation, I have a little mental brain power available for other crap. Sure, I still need … Continue reading
Mes amis, It seems there will be a slight delay in the scheduling of my dissertation defense. Instead of the end of January, it is now scheduled for Monday, February 12, 2007 at 3:30 in Powers 121. No need to … Continue reading
Jawohl!! As of last Thursday evening, I have completed the principle draft of my final dissertation chapter!! I be done, fool! Just some piddling intro and conclusion and it’s off to the races toward my defense! Amazingly, I’m now always … Continue reading
Okay, so maybe that title is a bit too cheeky, but I’m feeling nostalgic. Anyhoo, yes, my loyal denizens (that means you, mom), you are probably wondering why Andrew is too lazy to make new posts. I know your life … Continue reading
Nothing fucking worse than dissertation writer’s block. N-O-T-H-I-N-G! It’s a special layer of pain and degradation in Dante’s literary Hell (he cut this one out of his final draft). It sits there and mocks you in a voice like that … Continue reading