Pippa Day

Fifteen years ago today, we brought home the greatest Christmas arrival since they invented the holiday. I don’t have any baby pictures at hand (I’ll try to remedy that soon, so we can embarrass her appropriately — oops, Pippa already did it herself!), but this’ll do. We’re so thrilled about the Pippa Years; we couldn’t…

Bad Decision

Well, looks like Sen. Obama is sticking with a Chicago political insider with experience and a track record of success, instead of tapping the candidate whose selection would bring about real change.   Back to obsessively checking the want ads in the Chronicle (oddly enough, schools don’t advertise job openings between semesters) and watching funny…

Further Beyond Binary

Bear with me on this.   This morning I was thinking about the Bible courses I taught this fall, in which I put a particularly heavy emphasis on students’ getting a handle on what we used to call “the text itself.” That is, instead of inculcating someone’s particular (correct) perspective on Romans or John, we…

Shoe Fly, Don’t Bother Him

This incident brings to mind so many impressions. First, the Iraqi journalist has a good arm with admirable accuracy; some big-league teams could use a middle reliever that good. Second, I notice that al-Maliki actually reached out to deflect the second shoe; that Iraqi president didn’t cut and run from the threatening footgear, but daringly…

‘Sup

Grading, transporting test-taker/actor to the other two vertices of the Research Triangle, church, more grading, etc.   I’ve been thinking about the intersection of societal fantasies about the economy, life and death, and the suppression of criticism — but I don’t have brain-space for them to develop. Plus, I have an essay to write about…

C-Word Update

Fortunately for me, cholesterol is one of those things you can’t just conveniently check for yourself (as would be the case for heart rate or weight) — so I’m insulated from the temptation obsessively to check to see how much progress I’m making. Not that I would have made much in a week anyway, of…

Plus, It’s Raining

I remember back in the halcyon days of blogging, when we participated in lengthy back-and-forths about the unique transparency of the blog genre, about letting it all hang out in full view of the thousands of readers, and about how authentic a blog had to be. I always hewed to the line that blogging can…

The “C” Word

I thought to blog about this yesterday, but the power of denial and stalling successfully interposed a day’s shilly-shallying: my LDL cholesterol is too high, and I need to make some changes. It’s not extraordinarily high, probably just moderate by late-middle-aged American male standards, but it’s too high, and I ought to do something about…

My Name Is Jane D.

Somebody — let’s call her “Jane Doe,” since I don’t want anyone to have even more trouble with the Department of Homeland Security — some hypothetical person, let”s just say, might commute to and from two major metropolitan airports every week. Since we’re imagining her, let’s imagine a tendency toward motion sickness, such that she’s…

Holy Advent!

How did it get to be the second Sunday of Advent already? Around here, we’re just regaining our footing after a demanding journey-plus-sickness, and the end of semester (with concomitant exam preparation and grading) looms in front of us. We have done almost no gift shopping, have no plan for sending holiday cards, most of…

Making It Official

Since it has become all the buzz in Washingtonian circles after Joe Biden and I were seen in close proximity over the holiday, I suppose I ought to admit that I am available (if nominated) to serve as Pres. Obama’s Secretary of Education. I could use a job, and Margaret seems likely to have a…