Tick, tick, tick

I've just called Roz Miller and my wife and I have congratulated her as the new chair of the mass comm department at UCO. She said I wasn't through until midnight. No, I'm through now, as of 5 pm. Imagine, no chair of a department for seven hours! Heavens, the micro-managed world of higher ed will grind to a stop? No, no one will notice.

Refreshed by an expedition into deepest West Texas, where my granddaughters Erin and Abby let me help them paint a lemonade stand in Amarillo, and then a night of liquid and more celebration with my brother Jerry and his wife Cathrina in scenic Lubbock, I find my blood pressure down, my grieving over 19 years as chair subdued, and my hopes for a future invigorated.

"The moving finger writes and having writ moves on, nor all your piety nor wit, nor all you tears wash out a line of it..."

Here's to more adventure...