I woke up one morning and this word was written on the notepad next to my bed. It's oddly clear. I have no recollection of writing it, and a Google search provides no clue to what might have triggered it. Curious.
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November 2009
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It's been a busy few months in Flint. I'm settled in to the fifth week of classes, and I've reached the limit on my library account (we only get 15 books out at a time). The students are impressive, and my colleagues are friendly, smart, and helpful. We've begun an assistant professor writing group, and I just submitted the first draft for review (scary for a newbie!). More importantly, perhaps, they've been supportive of my car-free lifestyle by driving me to the hospital (an overreaction) and out for grocery trips.
I've spent much of my time in the kitchen, canning, slicing, and curing. Some pictures to follow. I miss my friends and regular haunts in the Twin Cities. Catching Lake Calhoun or the Metrodome or the skyline during a sportscast is always surprising. I'm determined to get back soon.
In the mean time, I've got grading to keep me busy, and a house to clean in preparation for my parents' visit.
Squaring off some pork belly for home-cured bacon:
Prepping a Lake Huron salmon for filleting:
