December 06, 2003

Aftermath

I spoke too soon about how unscathed we all were. June's finger swelled up and it pains her to move it. Alex and I have neck pains (but nothing serious... he's been checked out by his doctor). My car wouldn't start Friday morning because there's a short somewhere now that has drained the battery dry. For the first time in the 14 years we've lived here, I actually walked to campus to get to a meeting. Thirty-five minutes of brisk stepping with 20 pounds of computing power on my shoulder. And a cold.

I appreciate the kind notes I got from lots of people. I appreciate a bit less the note from the dittohead who noticed my Dean bumpersticker and decided that I'm a communist. This is the state of American civility we've arrived at after electing someone whose mantra was "I'm a uniter, not a divider."

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