The apocalypse is upon us
MY TV CHANNELS ARE ALL MIXED UP! Nothing's where it's supposed to be! I'm so confused!
(I'll be watching for the plague of frogs any minute now...)
MY TV CHANNELS ARE ALL MIXED UP! Nothing's where it's supposed to be! I'm so confused!
(I'll be watching for the plague of frogs any minute now...)
I'd completely forgotten about an essay collection that had been proposed by some people I know and for which I'd submitted a proposal. You know how these things go... someone asks for something, you throw a few paragraphs together, and then a year later you're confronted with the news that the collection is a go, and you're left trying to remember what on EARTH you said you'd write about.
Digging out and rereading my proposal, my reaction is about two parts "that actually sounds like it might be pretty good, if I didn't have to write it" and about one part "what the HELL was I thinking when I claimed X??" I guess it's a good thing I haven't started selling off all my academic books yet.
You HAVE to go read this story, right now. (Short summary: when a softball player who hits a home run only makes it to first base because of an injury, members of THE OPPOSING TEAM carry her around the bases so that her home run will count.) Seriously, if you want to feel good about something, GO READ.
(Hat tip to Feminist Law Profs.)
I just got back from (what was really a quite lovely) class, to find an e-mail reminding me that book orders for fall were due [at some upcoming date].
And I was filled with glee at the thought that IT DIDN'T APPLY TO ME.
(Technical note: while stuck in the Detroit airport, I futzed with my blogroll, trying to clear it out/update it a little. If you think you should be there and you're not, feel free to drop me a line. Also, tell me what you think about the new template!)
(ETA: I should note that I do still like the original header picture, VERY much, which a very kind blogger made for me - but I was just feeling like a change. Maybe I'll go back to the other one when I'm a Real Lawyer with Real Leather Books [which are all entitled LAW...].)
Just wrote long post about Kzoo.
Stupid benighted Detroit airport wi-fi burped, kicked me out (though I paid for 24 hours) and the post is GONE.
Laptop battery is just about dead. Plane is stuck in Chicago. No decent food to be found.
Can I get a do over??