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, September 06, 2006
The Long-Suffering Boy
The Boy last night, after dinner:
"Daddy, I've imaginationed three times today! Now can I watch tv?"