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I hate to say it, but my day was better than yours
For those of you who don't know, and I suspect that's most of you, I'm in Tucson, Arizona right now for the Grace Hopper conference in computing (which is basically 1600 computer science women in a resort/spa, talking about being a female in the field). Of course, when I get back to Dartmouth on Saturday night I'm going to be absolutely swamped ( Read more... ) -
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So I like to try and read the Popular Books that come out every once in a while, because otherwise I find myself wandering around bookstores seeing very white hands on very black backgrounds offering me apples and wondering why on earth there are so many piles of this book. But! I have found an invaluable resource! Especially for those of us who ( Read more... ) -
My terrifying stacks adventure
So I'm in this crazy (but hopefully wonderful!) Milton senior seminar, where the assignment for the first day of class was to choose a research topic for the ENTIRE TERM, and the assignment for day two (next Tuesday) was to do a preliminary bibliography. And partly because I'm silly and partly because I'm taking four classes, panicked, wanted to ( Read more... ) -
question
Do people have a specific kind of music they listen to when they're doing specific work? For some strange reason, when I'm writing I always listen to the Mountain Goats. Which seems kind of strange to me because until I hit on the Mountain Goats, I was completely incapable of writing (or reading) with singing, because all the words in the songs got ( Read more... ) -
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Yes Ma'am. It's the same everywhere.
The shortest distance between two points
Is always under construction.
-excerpt from "Autobiography of the Cab Driver" by Rebecca McClanahan -
Family Reunion
Family Reunion ( Read more... ) -
a poem
Valentine for Zepher, Age 12 ( Read more... ) -
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Spruce, inadequate, and alien
I stood at the side of the road.
It was the only life I had.
-excerpt from "Three Songs at the End of Summer" by Jane Kenyon