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.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
Groundhog Boy
The Boy, this morning, at breakfast:
"My winkle is pointing straight up! That means it's going to be a sunny day!"
