Somehow, it’s cold out. Supposed to be a hard freeze. That’s hardly fitting baseball weather; nonetheless, Ladybug and I are meeting Clan McFee for a Durham Bulls game tonight. Hot cha! I’m looking forward to some live baseball (especially now that I’m already convinced that my fantasy team is doomed).

Daniel Wallace, a fine fellow, will have a permanent position at UNC starting January 1, 2008. Tremendous news for him and for UNC. Probably moreso for UNC than for him.

CDY posted one of my favorite poems yesterday. Go, read. It’s brilliant.

Much to my surprise, my NaPoWriMo blog has generated a couple of comments. Well, that’s nice. I didn’t expect to see any.

I have the day off. After I finish writing some comments on student poems, I’ll probably start with the usual shenanigans– my own work. NaPoWriMo has been something of a failure for me in terms of new content. I’m really hating everything I have worked on thus far. However, it has stirred up some thoughts about revision, and I spent significant time on two older poems. One has gone from 14 lines to over 30, and is still in the process of creeping larger. It’ll come back down, no doubt, but I’m quite pleased about it for now because expansion is not my usual m.o.

Also, think I’ll try hooking my Google Talk into Trillian.

I’d been putting off a return to scripted theater until after I finished my graduate degree, but Paul Frellick approached me about a new plat and I couldn’t say no. So I’ll be designing the sound for “The Gratitude of Wasps,” written by Adam Sobsey, directed by Paul, produced by Deep Dish Theater. I’m crazy-busy, but I could not bring myself to pass on this show.

The reading at Quail Ridge = much success. Thanks to Alice Osborn for reading with the Bull City gang.

It’s about time to shower and head to the reading. What reading, you might ask? Why, that’s Michael McFee, Ellen C. Bush, and Alice Osborn at Quail Ridge Books at 3 PM today. After a killer reading yesterday (at McIntyre’s), I am sure that this one will be even better.

I’ve spent the morning working on getting out the last batch of press releases and review copies for Michael’s book. Looked over an honors thesis, wrote my first NaPo poem… and it’s only 1:15. Doin’ good.