Maybe it's summer. Maybe it's not.

Yesterday, I had my first full day of work here , and I'm not sure if it's the hour drive (each way -- luckily, I had a tape of these guys, these blokes, and this band to liven things up), or the fact that I had to be awake at the very non-rockandroll hour of seven in the morning to make it on time, or the fact that there was a bit of a snafu in the bookstore getting me all of the desk copies that I need (of course, this poor sap is the one who ends up looking like an irresponsible chump), but after a full seven hours of sleep, I feel kind of washed-out... good thing I got some of this stuff to help me out...

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Not that it was all bad. The students seem -- for the most part -- pretty respectful and willing to learn, and even kind of cool. And I know from cool.

And the staff, and other faculty members were more than helpful.

And I love teaching. I pretty much slipped right back into it after a year-long 'sabbatical' from the gig.


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Found this news story through the good folks at Indymedia.org. And if it weren't so scary, I'd be laughing my ass of right now.

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To Mark M., Jeff H., and anyone else I owe mixed CDs to. I'm sorry. I'll get 'em to you soon, possibly at the show on friday, which starts at *ahem* 10:30 PM.