Stephen Fry in America

My hopes that Fry’s visit to all 50 states for his documentary on this country would lead to 1) his no longer doing that quite terrible “Ammurrican” accent (leave it to your former partner, whose accent is superb) and 2) not portraying the nation as a circus of freaks, seem to be dashed by the…

Repetition

What is it about repetition? My need to repeat things over and over? At least three times I repeat a thing! I like to blame genetics — we did always run a joke into the ground when we were kids. There’s a series of jokes one group of friends knows so well that we just…

The Latest

Oooh, lookit the purty colors! Yes, the continuing saga of my ankle — how very dull. Well, according to the receptionist in the doctor’s office, I have a heel spur. Huh? Well, yes, that makes sense and certainly explains the extensive bruising (not) as well as the persistent swelling (no, my leg is really not…

Fabrications

I’ve decided the true story of my injury is very dull. I need suggestions of tales I might tell others, including my students whom I will be seeing tomorrow. Any ideas? The bruising is getting more colorful, as it tends to do. Will have to get another picture soon. Still no word on the x-rays,…

Publication: Book

No, not a book publication yet (although creeping to the end of the novel even now), but a very short play called “Book” because that is the central issue of the narrative. More a comedic sketch than a play, I suppose, it will appear in the next issue of Mused. Yep, the same folks who…

What Fresh Hell?

What could make the process of moving less pleasant? 90+ F degree weather (that’s 30+ C) and humidity — what is this, Houston?! Let’s not forget thunderstorms, too. We moved some lighter stuff yesterday: musical instruments and dvds. Our new stove is in, though not the new fridge and our landlord was busy painting some…

The Jetsetter Returns

Actually I returned Sunday night, but a bit later than expected due to an extended stay in Toronto. Unlike Halifax (the last place Air Canada stranded me) there were at least restaurants open and a few shops to idle at when I was too tired to read. Apparently I looked sufficiently woebegone that the guy…

That Kind of Day

But there are few moods that cannot be elevated by hearing (and seeing) the Dickies sing the Banana Splits theme.

Still no Recap

No time yet for a trip recap — maybe tonight. Our departmental symposium is today and despite the name, it will be a chance to hear students read their work, which is a good thing, although it’s been a headache for the planning committee (well, the part of the committee that was available for planning)….