Today sure is a mixed bag. Woke up this morning to find out that Kurt Vonnegut died yesterday. A few weeks ago he fell in his apartment and whacked that amazing brain of his, and yesterday that brain stopped throwing sparks. It's sad. Vonnegut has been one of my heroes for decades. Everyone knows Slaughterhouse-Five, and Cat's Cradle and Breakfast of Champions are pretty well known, too. My favorite Vonnegut novel, though, is Deadeye Dick. His nonfiction books--Timequake, God Bless you, Dr. Kervorkian, etc.--are good reading, too. I may have to read Kervorkian in the next couple of days. I need a good dose of gentle skepticism and absurd humor.
On the bright side of life (always look there), we finally have a pretty good idea of where we'll be next year.
Yep. Michele got an email last night informing her that an offer from the University of Oklahoma is in the mail. Acceptance at last. She got a teaching assistantship that pays $16,000 (double what I got in Mankato) and may get a chance to teach during the summer. There are a few colleges in the area that I'll badger to see if they could use my services, but I guess I'm not too picky. Yet.
This could be a bit of culture shock. It's a red state in the bible belt. Lots of country music. I'm thinking this situation is perfect for gathering essay material.
Anyway, Michele finally had something go her way. I'm glad. I'm going to have to practice saying "Dr. Benesh."
And maybe I can worm my way into the UO philosophy department. Heh.
