Long Winter's Nap

Well, that was unexpected.

The lengthy hiatus in posting here, I mean. I didn't sit down for a long talk with myself and decide, "Hmm. I think I should take four weeks off from posting in my journal." That would suggest that there was purpose involved, which there definitely was not. Instead, I simply found myself with a mess o'stuff to do--grading, mostly, which seemed to eat an enormous amount of time and energy in recent weeks, plus dealing with various snow emergencies, working on the school paper, and getting Thing Two back and forth to his performance of Martin MacDonagh's The Lieutenant of Inishmore, an incredibly bloody black comedy--and not a lot of uninterrupted time for blogging. I did manage to drop a few comments on the blogs of others (such as the estimable Mr. Ta-Nehisi Coates), as well as updating Facebook once in a while, but I just couldn't seem to concentrate on anything for more than a few minutes at a time.

Part of the hiatus, I suppose has been my unconscious dread of dealing with the astonishing amount of spam the site is still attracting. I took some time earlier this week to arrange the configuration of my inbox so that I can at least delete all the spam without much fear of losing anything I might want to keep, but I'm still having no luck at actually stopping the influx to begin with. (Just before starting this post, I deleted the 151 pieces of spam that had arrived since last night; that was a pretty light twelve hours.) I'm starting to suspect that there's a Trojan horse of some kind in one of the comments that has already been posted to the site, but it's going to take a lot of time to find it; I'd really rather not take the drastic step of deleting every comment ever to appear on this site, but I'm starting to think that might be the only way to beat the spambots. Feh.

On the plus side, I did get a big wad o'stuff in the mail after dropping some Christmas money at Amazon.com. I ordered several of my favorite movies on DVD (The Impostors and a double-disc collection of Richard Lester's fabulous The Three Musketeers and The Four Musketeers), picked up a pair of interesting new graphic novels (the first volumes of Phil & Kaja Foglio's Girl Genius and Ursula Vernon's Digger), and then wallowed in musical eclecticism by ordering CDs of a couple of old favorites (Earth Wind & Fire's That's the Way of the World and Yes's Drama) and a couple of new albums (Midlake's The Trials of Van Occupanther and Genuine Negro Jig by the Carolina Chocolate Drops, who'll be appearing in C-ville in a couple of weeks, and we've got tickets!) Lots to listen to, watch, and enjoy.

I haven't seen anything especially interesting from a birding perspective, unless you count the immature red-shouldered hawk who seems to have set up housekeeping near the Rapidan River bridge on 15.

But there is good news: I'm finishing up a revision of A Raven for Doves to send out next week; we've got snow on the slopes at Massanutten; and in a little over a month, my sabbatical trimester begins. Yes, all I need to do now is make it to the end of the marking period, write some exams, score them, calculate grades, write comments, and I can take the next six months off. I'll be working, mind you--just not at Woodberry. I start my internship at Living Bird on Monday, March 15th, and I suspect that at that point I'll have a bit more to say than I did in January.

Heck, that'll probably hold true for February, too.

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