My goal to do a catch-up at least once a week just isn’t happening this quarter. I’ve got four classes, and I’m doing a couple of informal independent studies.
To complicate matters, my back went out just over a week ago, and then Dante got sick (ER sick), with lingering symptoms.
And here’s what else has happened since I last did a wrap up:
My phone died, but eventually I got another one.
I went to Chicago.
Where I saw Vanessa.
And Denise, who got to be taller than I for once.
I had Nando’s. (And other great food, but Nando’s is special.)
I got to go to a museum.
The government said they were transferring my loans to FedLoan (which I requested in December), so they could determine where I was on the loan forgiveness payback calendar.
I got teary-eyed at the start of Star Trek: Strange New Worlds. Not for the reason I would have expected–but for one I’ll try to blog about soon.
I served on an honors defense committee for a student at another college, who wrote an almost 100-page thesis on Atwood.
I gave a talk on asexuality in Sherlock and bit my tongue when a giant asshole in the audience started in on how he was going to shoehorn an asexual character in his not-yet-published (because he doesn’t want to publish it now, since he doesn’t have the second book done, and he knows when the first book is published, the public will DEMAND the sequel, and he just doesn’t need that) sci-fi series, even though he had not heard of asexuality until he entered the room 20 minutes before. Luckily, the other panelist, who is ace, politely suggested he do some research first.
I got a bottle of wine from a former student, who said if she hadn’t had me as her workload teacher freshman year, she wouldn’t be graduating now.
I got to go to wine country for the first time since the pandemic–and a rock shop!
I got certified in CPR, since Dublin is happening.
Several of my students have Covid.
I didn’t get to see people close to me because of Covid, and a member of my chosen family has been diagnosed with aggressive breast cancer. So I’m still masking, and I’m doing my version of atheist prayer, and I’m rallying the troops.
Stay safe, my friends.
