Thursday, April 24, 2008
So they, of course, chose the monks.
Tomorrow I'm taking my students on a field trip to the Prince of Peace Abbey. They have a copyrighted logo. A teacher I work with knows some of the monks there, and so he's arranged for both our classes to visit, tour the monastery, and then ask the monks some questions about the challenges and joys of monastic life. I'm excited about the visit, but my students think I'm strange. I told them it was either the monks or an exam.
I'm recently returned from Barbara Henning's reading at CSUSM, and am thinking about some odd and unexpected ways that her work reminds me (and doesn't) of Leslie Scalapino's work. I'm writing that down so I don't forget.
I'm recently returned from Barbara Henning's reading at CSUSM, and am thinking about some odd and unexpected ways that her work reminds me (and doesn't) of Leslie Scalapino's work. I'm writing that down so I don't forget.
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Monks, the good ones, make beer.
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