Dang, every time I get an idea to write about, I remember how insignificant it is compared to what folks on the gulf coast are going through.
Like, do I really have reason to complain about only getting six hours of sleep?
A few glimmers of hope...
My friend Carol McCarthy is safe and sound, after beginning an MFA in New Orleans, only to evacuate a week later. What a setback, though! I wonder if any universities offer MFA admissions to displaced people like Carol.
Heard from long-lost friend Gail Upchurch this morning, after...wow, seven years. She's a prof with the City Colleges of Chicago now. Seems like just yesterday we were sipping Tropicana Twisters behind the reception desk, temping. I love hearing from old friends, no matter how long it has been.
And finally, there's this: http://www3.uakron.edu/english/faculty1.html