Sorry I haven't written anything for a while but, well, it's finals time, which means I'm trying to slog through my nightmarish amount of work to grade before the end of the semester. That, and there are a lot of fun things going on. We have been doing some neat things and so I have some correspondingly cool photos to share over the next few days.
Like this one, taken on the last day of classes last Friday. Naturally, what would the end of semester be without a trip to Guapo's for margaritas with the Writing Faculty? And what would drinking margaritas be like without a baby to share them with? As you can see, baby Xan is well on his way to the finer appreication of cheap tequila, just like Mom and Dad. (Uncle Chuck, by the way, is the one
Why bring Oge into this? No, my darling former freshman when I was an Undergraduate Advisor at Dartmouth -- the sweet boy who was not only an offensive
No, Oge would be happy because the gift he sent ages ago finally fits my son. Yes, now that's it's summertime, my son can act as a walking billboard with his onesie emblazoned with the logo from EA Sports, where Oge is employed. (You can't see it here, but trust me, it's there.) Among other things, such a sign on my son may up my street cred with my students since then they might think that I actually have time to play videogames as well as grade their papers and keep up with the latest in Hollywood fare.
(Holy smokes, I just found out that Oge has a blog, too. Given his fanatic love for all things Star Wars, I'm not surprised at the blog name. Have I mentioned that at watching the original movie with him and other freshmen, he -- correctly -- identified that I was C-3PO?)