I saw friends last week. Real ones. Barakel ones. Not that I am friendless in Wisconsin. There are several people who I see on a regular basis and whose company I enjoy. But there's something special about Barakel friends. Or maybe they're just amazing people who I happened to meet at Barakel.

Spring break flew past far too quickly. I did get most of my papers graded, but am not quite finished judging my students. (Only two more to go!) I did, for the first time, give an 'F' grade to a paper. It doesn't feel good, but there was no possible way to justify a passing grade.

Presenting on post-colonial theory today. My lucky classmates get to endure me condensing forty years of scholarship into an hour. With slides!