I spent the weekend in Swannanoa and stayed through Tuesday so I could see my peoples graduate. A terrific graduating class, one that I’m pleased to have around the alumni association because they’re so damn awesome. Ruba’s reading was stellar, as were most of the readings. I wondered if I was seeing things through rose-colored glasses, because everything seemed better than normal, fiction writers and poets. Nick Fox and Gabriel Blackwell gave astounding, animated readings. Angela Torres knocked my socks clean off. I mean, top to bottom, good readings.

The campus was all a-twitter because of the famous new student, which was hilarious, cute, totally worth mocking, and a little bit contagious. That’s embarassing to admit, but true. But all the new students that I talked to were pretty great and there are plenty of reasons to be all a-twitter if you’re at Warren Wilson right now.

Mc asked if I would battle with him since DJ Reed Turchi had to come back to Carolina, so I put in a couple hours at the dance, which was a sick amount of fun.

Notes on photos: I love the look on Matthew’s face here. Also, Tua is the most photogenic person alive.