Been snowing all weekend, and while we slept more fell on us. That little layer of slippery snow does amazing things to one's walking time. After an intense five minutes up the hill this morning, my calves are not my friends. Snow. But it sure does look purty, don't it?

The new student union has added, among countless other features, HD menus that ( Read more... )

Got back late last night from Chi-Town, having seen Peter Brook's production of Beckett's Fragments at the Chicago Shakespeare Theatre on Navy Pier, where we were able to catch the working man McMullen, clad in black and on headset, sneaking away from a dress rehearsal of Othello. (That's all sorts of name-dropping, but there it is. It was a good ( Read more... )

Jackson likes my idea of picking away at Elfaba for my seminar paper. Never thought my two majors would coincide so well: a rhetorical analysis of the Girardian scapegoat mechanism and its relation to a chaotic society in Stephen Schwartz's musical Wicked!. Modern texts, especially contemporary American works of art, seem obsessed with the idea of ( Read more... )

Work at the publishing co. was almost unbearable this morning. I say, almost.

My boss is peeved that the Michigan Department of Education has introduced these new grade level content expectations, or GLCEs ("glicks"), to the third- and fourth-grade curricula. It's annoying because it's the government telling not only schools what they can and cannot ( Read more... )

Climbed uphill this weekend and survived. It helps to be a minority. I feel good after a trek like that. I wish more people had come, though ( Read more... )

This cattle call is insane, this Ohio Theatre Alliance in this charming town. Cattle call, la di da. Maybe it's not a "real" one, but it's my first one, and it's insane. I snuck into this vacant computer lab and a group of turquoise-clad girls and all-in-black boys just came in, fakesmiling, asking, "Mind if we sing in here?" I said, "Mind if I ( Read more... )

Leaving this afternoon for the 5-hour drive to Muskingum in OH, gonna rock some auditions in a day of waiting. It'll be a lonely press of the pedal. Four other people originally said they were interested, and without real effort everyone just kinda figured they wouldn't do it. So what was budgeted to be a trip split five ways is now a goddamn whole ( Read more... )

Call me grateful. (Then to sea, boys, and let 'er go hang ( Read more... )

Let me tell you about my morning at Hillsdale College, a place where people with keys only unlock half of the doors people might want to walk through. The people with keys also keep us safe and stop people from committing crimes. Nothing of mine has ever been stolen here.

I had to wake up early so I could get ready to meet Jan, a woman who cares ( Read more... )

Broke fast with Maria, JD, and Emily this morning, my first morning meal in the Grewcock. (Funny how anything can sound like a special event.) I officially miss trays; pinning heavy silverware to the underside of my plate while trying to peel off a pancake from the pile, then making an extra trip for a cup o' water...not the best sitch. We talked ( Read more... )