Mea Culpa

Way too long since I've blog-blog-blogged.
We've had some serious internet connectivity issues over the past 2 weeks- it took me a whole day just to downlaod an entire album last week. So I was afraid my brilliant musings would get interrupted by another service time out, and hence I shyed away.

But I'm back in full effect. In short, things are good. The sabbatical is happening, and a bit lonely - but work is getting done. Analyses are being performed, tables and graphs being made and page after page of text to be read only by a brave few is being turned out.

Micah is starting to read words!! We've been working on sounding out words for a while with some success, but now he is taking matters into his own hands. Leave it to the genius miscreants of Hampden to be the catalyst. While walking to the Waverly farmer's market on Saturday, we passed some high brow graffiti on the Remington avenue bridge - along with a pretty crude illustration of a short penis (ironic for such a ballsy pic, huh?), labelled with the word "penis" is of course another 3rd grade insult, "fag" - Micah sees this and proudly states "Mommy, that says fag!" - ugh - at least it opened the door for a discussion of tolerance, buts its very hard to explain to a 4 year old why "fag" is an offensive term etc... I'm sure we'll hit other talking points as we explore more of Hampden in the spring.

I've been on a serious Lungfish kick. Lungfish is a long running band from Bmore fronted by the unimitable Daniel Higgs. Minimalist hypnotic rock with spirited ranting by the aforemention Mr. Higgs- the stuff rules. Lungfish has long been tagged with the "emo" tag, along with a myriad of other bands, many of which have little in common (Fugazi and Fall Out Boy both given the same subgenre designation - come on!?!?). Emo is a term greeted with disdain by some, titilation by others, and now apparently fear by folks in North Dakota.

More to come sooner than later.