Monday, April 24, 2006

What's there to tell?

So, let's see. Meredith and I are closing on the lovely house you see pictured two postings below. We should be able to finish up all business this week.

A couple of my students have been admitted into MFA programs, so I'm very happy for them.

It's finally sunny here in Washington, and it looks to be sunny for much of the week.

I'm currently starting the fifth week of the Spring Quarter, but my brain's still semestral, so this has been an agonizingly slow April.

Mary Kenagy introduced me to KEXP 90.3 and I love it, though I barely get any reception in my car.

I'm rereading America is in the Heart for the Asian American Literature class I'm currently teaching. We just finished The Woman Warrior.

This coming Memorial Day, Meredith and I will be vacationing in Vancouver, BC.

I'm reading M.A. thesi . . . thesuses . . . the . . . multiple manuscripts written by graduate students.

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

The house

Wider Angle
Originally uploaded by odelapaz.
We put a bid in for this house. Our bid was accepted. We are freaking out. That is all.

Monday, April 03, 2006

The cold that wouldn't die.

I think I've been sick since I got home from AWP in Austin. One of you gave me this cold. I don't know who you are, but I might have passed you at the bookfair or perhaps I sat next to you at a panel or a reading. Perhaps we touched arms as we inched our way past each other. Or perhaps you reached out from behind your table and shook my hand, gave me a sucker, a pen, a folder, a goo gah smothered in your streptococcus. Or maybe it was you whom I passed on the way to Sixth Street and the local honky tonk bar. Maybe it was you who signed my book, passing from your hand-writing, the catalyst for some remnant bug nestled in my nose. Could it have been you who bought me the drink in the Hilton Hotel Bar? Or you who handed me the cash to tip the cabby?