I have no class notes from 9-17 because as was apparent I didn't make it. I did check out thomas' exquisite notes and am eagerly waiting for the audio from Rio's blog.
Already running - and sleeping - late on thursday, on my bike ride to school I ran over something my tire didn't cooperate with and I heard the worst sound a biker can hear, whadthsssssssssssssss. Flat tire. To make a long story short, I then had to walk to the bank, walk to the bike shop, get the tire fixed, and then make it to campus. And I didn't feel like barging into class thirty minutes late.
I'm bummed I missed the first discussion of Frye, always an apocalyptic guy; although I'm still waiting for my copy of "The Great Code" (I think Amazon got a flood of orders after Dr. Sexson told us to get the book, now they're backed up to their ears in Frye orders and deliveries, can't figure out why all of 'em are going to some small town in Montana - don't they study cows there? - and also someone in the order department shredded half the orders because he thought they were accidentally copied too many times - "they all said Bozeman on 'em, legitimate excuse right?").
This is a, somewhat, brief blog for now - I had to include a rant of some sort after my flat tire frustrations yesterday. But I've had some other ideas I want to blog about soon; Frye reminded me of Don Quixote, which I began thinking about in comparison to the Bible, all of it inspired by my new favorite musician, FZ, the one and only.
Check back later for imaginative intellectual perusals and notes....
