I teach for a living (not drum, alas), and the first 2 weeks of December is our rush period. Students come at all hours of the day, dropping off papers, begging for extensions, and excusing absences. And it’s 8:30 PM and I’m waiting for an errant student to finish a make-up final exam.
In this brief moment of waiting I realized that my blog missed me. It’s weird, isn’t it? This space has developed a personality in my head as if it was a person I should be talking to — or, would rather be talking to. So, what have I wanted to tell you in the weeks since my last post?
- Our cat has cancer. I know… I forgot to mention. He was diagnosed during the first week of orientation, I have barely had time to think about it until now.
- Short Punks has a gig on Saturday and I haven’t picked up a drumstick in months
- I filed my dissertation and was cleared to graduate
- It’s 22 degrees in Chicago
- Oh yeah, and they arrested our Governor (big surprise)
There was a list in my head of really cool stuff I wanted to write about and you know what, this isn’t it.
I guess what I want to remind myself was that I need to open some space for the drumming and the writing. This is my new challenge — creating that space for the things I was doing before I began full-time teaching.
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December 15, 2008 at 4:28 pm
Lisa
Hope the gig went well. Sorry to hear about Ben–it looks like you really had/have some big changes to deal with at the end of the year. The problem of “creating space” continues to be a challenge for me as well since it’s almost too easy to let everything else take over (often without any effort on your part!) Here’s to new and hopeful beginnings in 2009 (we really should talk soon!)
L.
December 18, 2008 at 4:43 pm
Professor Fury
Pearl,
Oh no! Really sorry to hear about Ben. I hope it’s treatable and that he’s not in too much pain. Sweet little guy.
January 17, 2009 at 6:44 pm
Chick Drummer
Well, I was so good at “creating space” that I didn’t look at my blog for over a month. The fall term exhausted me so I was an intensive month of renewal which meant little e-mail and internet. Now,that I’m back I’m happy to see that people still look at this occassionally.
And to Prf. Fury… Ben is still alive. His prognosis was 6 months (in September) and we’re moving into the 6th month and the little dude is still alive and kicking. He has vomiting spells, but he seems to recover and just keep going. Brian would say that Ben was part Lithuanian.