Truck Noise Outside My Window
It's gone now. I wonder what a truck was doing in the middle of the street at 2 A.M.
I'm going to sleep soon, but first here's a little update. We are still having snow in Boston, as the hill I live on has the usual mounds of whiteness on cars that have become common sights in the past month. My grand aunt Lenore told me that I brought Boston its worst winter by moving here.
The temperature was fine for snowboarding, though, and a fair amount of sunshine was out Saturday in New Hamphire. I decided to take a group lesson before attempting to go for some runs on my own, and it definitely helped. I fell a lot and became sore in all sorts of areas, but it wasn't bad enough to make me never go again--just not for quite a while. Actually, I think I may try skiing before I go snowboarding again. I feel I'd have more control, and it seems snowboarders get in skiers ways more than the other way around. For the record, to my knowledge I did not knock over any skiers or snowboarders.
I'm sad to report a tragedy at our school. The head of Emerson's science department, Alan Hankin, died of an apparent heart attack yesterday, at the age of 56. I don't recall ever meeting him, but it hits very close to home, of course, just as losing the lives of a student and a former student (the former at a post-Red Sox victory celebration and the latter to murder in New York City) this school year did. I hope Hankin's family, friends, students and anyone else who knew him are doing okay. I can imagine we'll bring his death up in class today, and definitely I'll plan to tune in on the Emerson radio station.
I've got just two days of classes and then Spring Break. I'm going to California with my girlfriend Carnegie for about a week. It looks like it's going to be in the 50s and 60s in our first stop, San Francisco--ahhhh...Well, have a good night and day.
I'm going to sleep soon, but first here's a little update. We are still having snow in Boston, as the hill I live on has the usual mounds of whiteness on cars that have become common sights in the past month. My grand aunt Lenore told me that I brought Boston its worst winter by moving here.
The temperature was fine for snowboarding, though, and a fair amount of sunshine was out Saturday in New Hamphire. I decided to take a group lesson before attempting to go for some runs on my own, and it definitely helped. I fell a lot and became sore in all sorts of areas, but it wasn't bad enough to make me never go again--just not for quite a while. Actually, I think I may try skiing before I go snowboarding again. I feel I'd have more control, and it seems snowboarders get in skiers ways more than the other way around. For the record, to my knowledge I did not knock over any skiers or snowboarders.
I'm sad to report a tragedy at our school. The head of Emerson's science department, Alan Hankin, died of an apparent heart attack yesterday, at the age of 56. I don't recall ever meeting him, but it hits very close to home, of course, just as losing the lives of a student and a former student (the former at a post-Red Sox victory celebration and the latter to murder in New York City) this school year did. I hope Hankin's family, friends, students and anyone else who knew him are doing okay. I can imagine we'll bring his death up in class today, and definitely I'll plan to tune in on the Emerson radio station.
I've got just two days of classes and then Spring Break. I'm going to California with my girlfriend Carnegie for about a week. It looks like it's going to be in the 50s and 60s in our first stop, San Francisco--ahhhh...Well, have a good night and day.
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