He who conquers the left side conquers the world, chief.
So here I am, on the left coast again. Or pretty close to it, seeing as how I'm 60 miles east of LA. In the blessed desert. It was 110 degrees when I rolled into town and about 99 at sundown.
And I guess I'm officially a professor now, too. At least that's what my faculty profile says.
Holy shit.
Guess I should clarify for the world at large... I've taken a visiting faculty position at a small, private liberal arts college in southern California (about an hour and a half from where I grew up) after 10 years in Indiana. This means (at least) two things:
1. I am finishing my dissertation as soon as humanly possible so as to be competitive for the tenure track job.
2. I get to eat Mexican food again!!!
Oh, and I get to teach. Which I love. Particularly when the class sizes are small (under 30 for the undergrad music history survey and about 12 in my graduate seminar).
I miss the bejesus out of my friends, and my cats are confused as hell, but I am still feeling pretty positive on the whole situation. We'll see how things shake down in the coming semester. 10 days and counting...
I'm going back to my sauvignon blanc, consumed in a camp chair because the movers have yet to get here with my furniture.
And I guess I'm officially a professor now, too. At least that's what my faculty profile says.
Holy shit.
Guess I should clarify for the world at large... I've taken a visiting faculty position at a small, private liberal arts college in southern California (about an hour and a half from where I grew up) after 10 years in Indiana. This means (at least) two things:
1. I am finishing my dissertation as soon as humanly possible so as to be competitive for the tenure track job.
2. I get to eat Mexican food again!!!
Oh, and I get to teach. Which I love. Particularly when the class sizes are small (under 30 for the undergrad music history survey and about 12 in my graduate seminar).
I miss the bejesus out of my friends, and my cats are confused as hell, but I am still feeling pretty positive on the whole situation. We'll see how things shake down in the coming semester. 10 days and counting...
I'm going back to my sauvignon blanc, consumed in a camp chair because the movers have yet to get here with my furniture.