Right now, for reasons I do not care to question, it is 46 degrees in Central Michigan. I have accordingly turned off my heat, thrown open my windows, and read “In Just-” to round out the trifecta. That makes for a respectable Saturday morning.
The day looks fairly promising altogether, truth be told. I’ve nearly finished [...]
Archive for the ‘vagaries of verse’ Category
A Favorable Wind
Posted in academia, book-larnin', vagaries of verse on February 7, 2009 | 3 Comments »
The Novelty Act
Posted in vagaries of verse on January 26, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Those of you who know me well may need to sit down and brace yourselves for the news I am about to relate: I, William H. Wandless, am using my oven. I should probably add “for baking,” since one never knows what mischief I’ll get into if left unattended.
I know full well that most humans use their [...]
A Year Without a Reader
Posted in Munchausen alert!, vagaries of verse on January 13, 2009 | 6 Comments »
Quietly, while no one was looking, I’ve slipped back into poetry mode. Shutter your windows and lock up your ampersands; everything that I can reach belongs to me.
A bit of a polyglottal thought today, as I was originally going to make a post o’er at my genre blog; Myspace is suffering from one of it’s intermittent [...]
The Double Standard
Posted in vagaries of verse on October 22, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
In an effort to be at least somewhat responsible I took my car to the shop today to make sure it’s braced for a Michigan winter. Should you ever find yourself in need of repairs in Mount Pleasant, by the bye, I heartily recommend Larry’s Automotive. Stop in and tell Larry the bald man sentcha, then [...]
Nonce Sense
Posted in academia, vagaries of verse on September 4, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Let it be known that I am not especially British, so today’s title is really quite clean. No bobbies were harmed in the composition of this post. The cindies, however, did not fare so well.
We’ve just about wrapped the second week of classes here, and all seems to be going well. My students are terribly [...]
The Savage Breast
Posted in amor fati!, vagaries of verse on September 2, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I’ll keep this brief today, as I’m dog-tired and need to conserve enough energy to rant and rail against Thomas Gray à la Samuel Johnson. I had a mighty fine long weekend (not so much festive as productive), but it squeezed a lot of juice out of the bouncing bald man.
September 1st marks the start [...]
Blind Spots
Posted in vagaries of verse on August 14, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
One of the (many) reasons I am not an avid politico is that political inclination, for the most part, seems to involve willful benightedness: folks pick their preferred Kool-Aid and drink it down, purposely ignoring all the other flavors that might be out there. As reinforcement of my earlier post on WordPress “news,” one item on [...]
The Tech Effect
Posted in vagaries of verse on July 29, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I am in the midst of compiling my annual report for CMU, which is both a treat and a trial. While I’m never thrilled about the prospect of sifting through a mountain of paperwork to document all the mischief I’ve been up to, I do enjoy the process of looking back over my efforts and reflecting [...]
Through Houses or Graves; or, When Antipodes Attack
Posted in amor fati!, evil twins, vagaries of verse on July 20, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Let me begin by confessing that I am inexplicably exhausted, inexplicably because a) the most strenuous thing I’ve attempted today is brunch, and b) I have 3-6 shots of espresso circulating in my system (I have sown discord among the baristas). I would not attempt to operate heavy machinery right now, nor would I strike bargains [...]
Too Much of a Muchness
Posted in fear the narwhal!, fodder for Freudians, navel-gazery, vagaries of verse on July 18, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
First, some help for my obsessive friends: as far as I can tell, Showtime’s I Can’t Believe I’m Still Single partakes of typical reality teevee devices. Some viewers have noted that the central figure (an actor/writer/director named Eric Schaeffer) has re-enacted scenes from a book on relationships he wrote back in the day, which punctures the illusions [...]
