Tom is Away

gah! who the hell gave away Sheldon Brown’s number to Joique Bell??

either I’m feeling very generous, or I’ve got a good crop of writers this semester.

wife at bachelorette party.
Dogs sitting next to each other on porch, as if fight never occurred.
Grading, grading, grading.

on the bright side, I’m getting very good at breaking up dog fights.

if Temple beats Penn State today, we should cancel Monday classes for a celebration.

homemade meat sauce simmering on the stove– house smells delicious. I don’t know how anybody could stand living in a fresh baked gingerbread house.

In barnes & noble, moving copies of my book to more prominent positions and using them to cover Glenn Beck’s book on theNew Nonfiction table

wish I’d been warned that the reading was taking place in a smoke-friendly bar, but otherwise a good night.

reading = a relative success. people laughed at the jokes, anyway.

headed to Philly to do a reading and, if I understand correctly, to drink cheap beer. If I sell two books, I’m drinking for free tonight (or, actually, maybe 4 books, since you’d have to cut out the initial costs, but whatever, I’m only going to sell 1 anyway, at most).

I really don’t think it’s too much for me to expect 18 year olds– 95% of whom have had computers in their houses for their WHOLE LIVES, and 75% of whom were given laptops as graduation gifts — to understand how to perform basic functions on their computers.

about 60% of the way through draft # 4. Now, sadly, taking several days off from writing so I can focus on grading.

sitting around, waiting for tonight’s reading.

trying to enter the grading period with optimism, or at least less pessimism.

There’s something about this story that is just depressing to me (and, no, it’s not the fact that Facebook is down).

trying to figure out what I’m going to read at this event tomorrow.

also, I don’t know think it’s accurate to say my gums are sensitive just because they bled after being jabbed with a finely sharpened steel hook.

I think I actually fell asleep, momentarily, in the dentist’s chair while the hygienist was jabbing me in the gums with that hook

going to the dentist, then grading papers. that’s kind of a mild vision of hell, I think.

looking for a good western to watch on Netflix Instant. Good night for that, I think.