I Hate My Job

I’m not kidding.  I’m sick of it.  I want to quit it today.  They’re like a bunch of vampires, wanting to suck as much out of me as possible without giving anything back.  Leeches, the lot of them.  The only reason I haven’t quit is that I think it’ll look better on my resume if I’m currently employed. Case in point.  My grandmother died, and I have a bunch of family coming out and will be in and out of such fun things as the viewing and funeral.  This is the side of my family that’s already lost two uncles–brothers–and

My Thesis

My wife suggested that I post my Masters Thesis to my website, and since it’s catch-all Friday, I figured why not.  So for all of you out there who have always wondered why you’ve never watched a really good Huckleberry Finn adaptation–or those of you who just want to know more about the theory behind adaptation–this is your lucky day.  Over 150 pages of pure bliss for you.  The rest of you . . . you’ll just have to wait with baited breath for a new Grumpy Old Vampires next Monday.  Sorry. In other news (since this isn’t just about