Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Isn't summer time a strange reality? I don't mean summertime, but summer time. You would think that there is more time in the summer, at least for those of us whose lives no longer have classes to prepare and teach and no longer have papers to grade. And yet, it seems to me that I actually have less time. I don't really, of course. But there is something about getting into summer mode that shifts time a little. I guess thinking you have more time somehow causes the time to shrink. I guess it's really just the simply old adage reversed. As the task expands to fill the time allotted, so the time unallotted expands into various tasks, many unintended.
All this to say: sorry I haven't been doing more blogging.
And one other observation about the strangeness of summer shifts. I just answered an email from a student from last semester and, without thinking twice about it, signed off with my first name. I'm not only in summer time, but in my summertime persona.
Posted by Dana L. Dillon at 8:04 PM
Monday, June 07, 2010
Sorry, friends, for the radio silence. I was working on a conference paper. Now, I'm sitting at the Elliott Bay Brewery in Burien, Washington, waiting for a friend. My companions for now are words. Words to read, words to write.
Oh yeah, and the small friends pictured above. Life is good.
Posted by Dana L. Dillon at 5:59 PM