Tom is Away

Differences between real life & the movies, # 11: been in central park for an hour and no one has fallen in love yet

Watching the Indian version of Michael Scott take engagement pictures in central park.

Watching the Indian version of Michael Scott take engagement pictures in central park.

Post-meeting, passing time in central park. Possibly making fun of 90% of passersby

Up to NYC for a couple days, totally neglecting school-related duties.

Just got word that I have readings set for Borders in center city and Barnes & Noble in Deptford. This is probably good.
details later.

now that Jason Avant is locked up, there’s a 90% chance that #81 is my next Eagles jersey.

prepping for a short business-y type trip to NYC (plus gluten free cinnamon buns)

plowing toward the finish line. trying not to hit the wall.

dogs sufficiently exhausted. Won’t wake up for about 36 hours. Out for birthday cake now (happy birthday, kev)

taking the dogs to the dog park. comparing them to other, potentially cooler dogs.

Eagles fans (at least those on the Internet and, presumably, talk radio) are in the midst of a full blown panic, and I don’t see why. Who cares about Anquan Boldin? Would have been nice to have Peppers, probably, but it’s not a season-killer. Plus, Will Witherspoon is mediocre.

if there wasn’t still snow on my deck, I could almost be convinced it’s Spring today.

at the barber, trying to convince her to let me advertise my book there.

spring breaking.

getting ready to go see Gaelic Storm at Stockton College

dog blood smeared on the walls. No sign of foul play, no visible wounds. investigating.

not meeting tomorrow’s deadline.

spring break– not terribly exciting this year for some reason.

conferences aren’t so bad when no one cries during them.