Emancipated to Free Flow Again without the Poetic Rules. Great to Wake Up and Simply Go Stream-of-Consicousness

Celebrating Max Limric. I know he's a Corrigan Scholar and I've been lucky to mentor him for two years. He also received the Newman Civic Award, so I can mentor him another year (while he stays and earns his elementary education certification). Yesterday afternoon, after a 3.5 hour faculty meeting and two hours of grading in my office, I attended the University Library Awards and Max Limric won the undergraduate student prize for a paper he wrote in Dr. Elizabeth Petrino's class. Her remarks about him were spot on and now I'm wondering (after CWP finishes this summer...he's working for me, year 2), what I'll do without him. It's wonderful when you get an amazing kid.

In the meantime, my tongue is now obsessed with a screw I have in my jawbone awaiting an implant. It fascinates me, actually. 

And the pollen has moved through my nostrils into my lungs. Coughing fests, galore. We are definitely in May.

I'm also glad that Disney has unleashed the second season of Andor, as it gives me evening distractions to get my mind of the world (even as it offers a metaphor for our world in Star Wars terms. It really is wonderfully done.

Today...more grading...lunch with a colleague in engineering....writing time with Max...and dinner with Anisa Libuya, a young many from Zambia who graduated before the pandemic (when Chitunga was still in high school). He's returned and is earning his MBA, so I want to celebrate that he's back with us. 

But back to the Library Prize...it's always wonderful to have spectacular students...but when they arrive with the gifts of a kid like Max...you simply count the blessings.