In general, I think I’m decompressed from the semester and have replaced that pressure with writing project pressure instead. Or have I? I had my traditional end of school year nightmare this week. For those of you who never experienced it, it is the dream where it’s finals week and you find yourself being directed to a classroom for a class you forgot you had. My dream traditionally involved a Trigonometry class, and it was taught in Spanish. After last year, I thought I would never have “the dream” again after I pretty much within the dream said, this can’t be real because I have  my Ph.D. and a job and promptly woke up. The subconscious is a tricky thing though. The Dream (as many of us in academia refer to it) was not to be so easily defeated, Jungian lucid-dreaming techniques to the contrary.

I now have a new version of the dream. This time I was in the hall, books in hand, and realized as I entered the room that although I knew I was to teach the class, I had forgotten to update the course materials and was literally walking in with no plan, no syllabus, and no clue. In the dream, it was a Intro to Poetry class, which I am teaching an honors section of this fall, but just to make things interesting, three of the students were primarily French speakers and asked pointed questions in French, which I don’t really speak anymore, about villanelles and rondos. Some things never change. I’m surprised that the dream wasn’t for my completely new course prep for this fall, but maybe that course gave my subconscious less to work with.

On a more positive note, I thought one of the things lost with the hard drive was my old Techsophist logo, originally designed by my daughter when she was in high school and had no clue that she would turn into a ceramics/sculpture/art therapy person someday. I tried one more way to search for images in Leopard and found it at last, in all its postmodern fragmented goodness.

I needed the logo because my brief trial with having a Twitter widget on the blog is over. I just don’t think the two venues mesh well--different purposes and different tones. Other than that, I really like Twitter and think of new uses for it all the time. FOr example, I let it give me to-do reminders from Remember the Milk. Now, if only Twitter could get over their stability problems...