The Perceptions of Wrongsky

"But when from a long-distant past nothing subsists, after the people are dead, after the things are broken and scattered, taste and smell alone, more fragile but more enduring, more unsubstantial, more persistent, more faithful, remain poised a long time, like souls, remembering, waiting, hoping, amid the ruins of all the rest; and bear unflinchingly, in the tiny and almost impalpable drop of their essence, the vast structure of recollection." -Swann's Way by Marcel Proust

28 August 2006

the first day of school

so, its the first day of school at the technical college. i have to start three new classes this week (only one today). first days are always sort of interesting. i actually only have to be at the school for about 2 hours today...the rest of the week will be longer. i'm looking forward to getting to meet my new students. recently i've been teaching such shortened summer classes, that its hard to believe theat the young'uns i meet today will be seeing me 3 days a week for 16 weeks. that's a long time.

i need more coffee...