And I’m back…

Well, I had a few very productive days in the library this week (which is rarer than I’d like…) and managed to get a first draft of the final chapter of the thesis done. This leaves me with a whole mess of editing work to do, but I’m feeling less pressure than I was at the beginning of the week. On that count, I’m going to lift my self-imposed blogging ban and offer a few things here and there.

I’ve wanted to share this for a while because it still makes me laugh. Our apartment here in Albany is quite old (by American, and certainly by Western American, standards). We are lucky enough to have original hardwood floors and brickwork—which is really nice. Over the last hundred and fifty years though, the building has settled, leaving the floors somewhat uneven. There is such a slant to the floor near my desk, that were it not for a bit of rope, I would soon roll back into the bathroom. So when, if ever, you think of me—remember the plight of a poor theologian tied to the couch in his apartment.Chair, rope, hill…

applications finished :: dude, where’s my car?!?

Well, over the course of the last four days, I’ve shipped out all 11 Ph.D. applications. The monkey is off of my back, and into the schools’ court, with all the balls, bells, and whistles I could send (untangle that metaphor!). We shall see what comes of this, but for the time being it’s wonderful to have one less thing to worry about. I’m going to spend the evening reading. I would have spent the afternoon in celebratory repose with a book but…

…the city of Albany kindly towed our truck this morning for failing to comply with “snow emergency” regulations. Cave-dwellers that we are, we never heard the announcement on TV or radio stations. Mountain people that we are, we never realized that snow constitutes an emergency in Albany. Sinister stuff, that snow, recklessly falling out of the sky all over everything.  So, bad money after good—$200 in towing and tickets to chase all those application fees… Ugh…