Tropical Storm Lee is coming on in, and you can feel it. Hurricane Katia is in the Atlantic, but we have had hurricanes in October several times. In 2008 I lost the same piece of my roof twice, to Gustav and then to Ike.
Update 1: And it’s here, and a state of emergency has been declared just in case it is bad, and Hurricane Katia is grazing the Antilles and aiming for South Carolina at Category 1.
Update 2: And my roof is leaking, goddamn sing goddamn.
Update 3: It appears to have permanently altered the shape of my cypress tree. Had it bent the trunk, the sun would pull the tree back up from its crown. But it has bent the lower branches, which I am not sure get enough sun to change back.
Winter is icummen in,
Lhude sing Goddamm.
Raineth drop and staineth slop,
And how the wind doth ramm!
Skiddeth bus and sloppeth us,
An ague hath my ham.
Freezeth river, turneth liver,
Damn you, sing: Goddamm.
Goddamm, Goddamm, ’tis why I am, Goddamm,
So ‘gainst the winter’s balm.
Sing goddamm, damm, sing Goddamm.
Sing goddamm, sing goddamm, DAMM.
A parody of the Anglo-Saxon poem, Cuckoo Song
Advice to New Faculty: Save like the dickens. I do not know why we were told to work in the red — go to every conference you can, stay on the job market, save every spare moment for writing. What you really need is a second job and to save money like the dickens, because it will rain.
Lament: For a week in October I had rented out the room whose roof is now leaking for $500. With luck I will repair the roof by that time and the rent, which was to go toward repairs outside the house, will help offset the cost. (The window is cracked too, as the neighborhood boy’s baseball fell on it a few days ago.) If not, I will have to cancel that rental, and it will be proof, once again, that to make money you have to have assets. Goddamn sing goddamn.