It’s totally that season. Everything in the world is happening at Minnesota State: theses readings, conferences, advisees doing their annual freak-out, and it’s raining but the snow on the sides of the road is glacial, and like plastic, and non-meltable. But, oh no, I am not sad. Despite the very cold plastic snow, I am very happy. Why?
For one: I get to address the Minnesota Conference of Teachers of English in Duluth, MN next week. Duluth is like Siberia, except pretty! For two: the next day I drive to Southern Wisconsin, right by Beloit, where I had my worst defeat ever (2005, booed off the stage while telling a story before the band Of Montreal played), to triumphantly visit Janesville and take part in a great conference.
That’s at Hedburg Public Library, should you happen to be in the region.
So, the good transcends any trouble, including freaking glaciers.
But, there’s a lot of travel coming up in the next couple of months and I do need some new shoes. Comfortable ones, because I am an old man. Also, I might show up everywhere in sweat pants.