I apologize for the delay in journal entries. It’s not that I haven’t been writing, but I’ve been writing letters, messages, etc. instead of in the journal. I hope that’s ok with you.

The last few weeks have been decent but busy. At the moment S is at the table with me eating Kix cereal and reading the newspaper’s sports section. N is playing Stars Wars on the computer. M is dropping T off at football. Snow is falling. I’m not kidding. Now, we’re strictly at the flurry stage, nothing is sticking, but snow is falling nonetheless.

Shall we go to bullet points? We shall:

• I’m almost finished with Nick Cave’s The Death of Bunny Monroe. If I read tonight I should have the review up by Monday morning. Once I’m done with this book back to Ellroy, but I wanted to read the Cave once it arrived from the library wait list because I saw the list getting longer and I knew I could knock out the title pretty quickly.
• To what have I been listening? Yesterday I put the new Vic Chesnutt on in the car on the way back from work in the rain. Sounds good, sparse orchestration/strings, esp. compared to Ghetto Bells.
• Work is going well. My sophomores drive me a little nuts sometimes, but then I remember what I was like a college sophomore, and I remember my vocation includes helping these kids/adults work through some of their issues, the same way great teachers helped me work through mine, and my energy returns.
• My health is back. I’ve been pushing the “20 minutes elliptical/20 minute stairmaster/2 miles in 16.5 minute” workout since my return. I’ve also added Friday basketball. My jump shot is as bad as ever.
• The boys are doing well in school. N in particular is progressing nicely in first grade. He’s been happier, too.
• T’s football team sucks and the games are boring. He plays defensive end pretty well but he doesn’t have that killer aggressiveness associated with football. That’s ok. I don’t either. S, on the other hand, dominates flag football. He’s scored four touchdowns in four games and reads blocks and formations like a pro.
• Mack and Pete are beautiful terrorists. They chew whatever they get their paws on. But they’re a lot of fun and genuinely try, I think, to do the right thing. Both are sleeping on the couch as I write.

Ok, that’s it for now. More later. Feels good to post.