Raining outside, slow inside… so much I could be doing with business but this having to wait is a boon, I know it is. Keep it bottled inside and when you get home become a supernova of expression and thought and instruction for this coming semester. This weather has infused a mood and I’m trying vehemently to deter it. Here on my lunch, logging notes, listening to rain on roof and not wanting to be anywhere but home with my family, writing, sipping coffee– no wine. Need that writer warrior/animal tonight when I type. Going to write at least one lecture. I hope. Shouldn’t promise. That’s how I get myself into trouble. Okay… so remember to tell students, don’t promise, just actuate. Put it on the page.