In which a veteran of cultural studies seminars in the 1990's moves into academic administration and finds himself a married suburban father of two. Foucault, plus lawn care. For private comments, I can be reached at deandad at gmail dot com. The opinions expressed here are my own and not those of my employer.
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
Happy Birthday to Blog
It’s been a year. In the coming year: less talk, more rock. No, that doesn’t make sense. Maybe less despair, more angst. No, I’m too old for angst. Less ennui, more neurosis? Nah. Less irony, more rhyme? Less links, more thinks? (so much for rhyming) Less adjectives, more nouns?