50 degrees! Miniskirt revolution starts now. WMNF streaming via iTunes radio and the sun goes undercover again. More ice Monday.

To do Sunday:
Laundry
Calc, all
Stats project - 2pg min
Acc - 19.3 online
Esc - back labs & 11 online
Strip-mine old WSJs for needful things, recycle the rest

To do Today:
Ivrit vocab
Parsha scribble
Phone calls
See Sun Volt at 3 (Northampton box office)
See Kristen! at 10 (Iron Horse)
Smile.

The Promise of Nostos

The sea is not bent on circularity: it says Here is an island,
anchor here.
But because love waits, the broken hull
is soon patched, a torn sail sewn to hold the wind,
and then once again they set course. The uncalled for jubilance
at departure, feigned tears, the make-believe dream
where so-and-so appeared to say fly away home.
They do not leave for home. They do not leave to return,
despite their promises. They leave to leave, and if I love them
it's because they come hungry as a dream, and like a dream
their stay distills a life, or what a life could be—

-- Jessica Fisher

For Greg, who understands.

Firefox tabs I've had open for saving but haven't saved til now:

CSN's Net Revenue Exceeded R$ 9 Billion in 2006 and EBITDA Adjusted for Earning Losses Came to R$ 3.8 Billion as of 30 March 2007

Europe tops US in stock market value as of 2 April 2007

Mengin's Sappho care of some French lesbian site, to be recreated at Arts & Industry whenever I have access to a better lens...

"But...", an Easter sermon by David's favorite Episcopal pastor, Rev. Anne Howard. Watcher of language! I love her.

If the Holy One had brought me out of Egypt and all I got were this lousy t-shirt, דיינו (Dayenu!)

...

I cried. Yes I did. You didn't tell me Lee Scoresby dies. I don't know if I want to keep reading just yet. (Hester sounds a lot like Ann Richards in my reading head.)