May

14

Long overdue.

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Forgive me, dear readers. It has over two months since last I updated this page, and I am remiss.
Much has occurred since last we spoke. I got engaged to a beautiful, brilliant woman. I got a job with my dear friends at the BIC Offices. I presented two papers at academic conferences in West Chester […]

Apr

6

I am grounded, I am humbled, I am one with everything.

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This was me last weekend, cutting through the collapsing mesh fence (for the purposes of putting up another, better one) that once surrounded the Uber Street Garden. Later in the day, I somehow contracted poison ivy. (Eying the picture you will note the strangeness of this occurrence, as I was wearing long sleeves and pants.) […]

Mar

15

The tides of March

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I think it’s safe to say that in the last seven days, the tides of life have definitely shifted—and not necessarily in my favor. For starters, Messiah kicked off their spring break yesterday, reminding me that I have less than twenty-four hours until I’m back in the City of Brotherly Love (yay!) and back to […]

Mar

7

Not exactly a day at the beach.

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Unlike you unfortunate folks in Grantham, my spring break starts today. Unfortunater (sic), I’m still here in the City of Brotherly Love, not on the way to Florida, as was the plan. It’s rainy here, and while I sit curled up in the comfy chair cradled against the three (almost) floor-to-ceiling bay windows in The […]

Sep

15

My old Grantham home, goodnight.

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In Grantham it is fall already, and the air is crisp with the kind of breeze that rustles the little hairs on your arms. Walking around main campus today, taking advantage of my temporary sojourn from the concrete and steel of Philadelphia, I realize that I am terrifically underpacked: short-sleeve polos and footwear that doesn’t […]