Time to crack those knuckles in front of a keyboard with at least three inches of South Valley dust on it and get to work. How does this blog writing thing go again? Oh well, a few more neck stretches, a vat of French Roast and things like subject-verb agreement should come back to me. Eventually.
But first some latkes and an oatmeal stout. And another day or so to clean all the educational cobwebs and pedagogic grime piled and collected over the many months. But soon now.
I can feel it coming on like a bad cold, or an ever bigger pile of laundry.
Happy holidays and all that. I’ll be back after a few more latkes.