And the wheel grinds slowly on...

First of all, I want to thank everyone who called or wrote or spoke me to with words of support in the job application process. It's a good feeling to know that your destiny matters to others.

In response to JustJon's hopes that this interview was a formality: the executive officers met with six candidates and will select two people for teaching positions. So I guess that puts my odds at one-in-three, not quite a slam-dunk.

I do know that my references were checked beginning yesterday, but I don't know if the college is checking references for all six candidates or just for their front-runners. (BTW, thanks for the ref and the message, Madame Dean!)

I was told to expect news around May 10, so there's not too long a wait. In the meanwhile, I'll just put it out of my mind and get on with gettin' on.

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Wow, how about that sinkhole, huh? All big and watery and stuff? Yeah. Otis and I actually watched a little bit of the 11:00 news last night, to find out if the U-Bridge was going to remained closed for a while (it is). Man, local news sucks. All it showed was different car wrecks and train wrecks and life wrecks. I don't think in the fifteen minutes or so that I could stand that they even mentioned anything like, oh, I don't know, the war or the federal government or the state government or the city government - oh wait, they did mention that the mayor was concerned about sinkholes. Sheesh. I know this is all old news (heh) to everyone, but I really haven't seen local news in like a year or so, so it was pretty jarring.

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I took my brand-new old iBook laptop to class last night (it's more like a writing lab than a traditional class) and felt all dialed in and stuff, until one of the students unveiled her brand-new, G5 duo processor MacBook with all the bells and whistles, and then I felt once again like I was driving a 1972 Dodge Dart with a faded vinyl roof. Actually, the new computer is just fine and does all that I need to and more.

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I have no recent pictures to show, so here's one from exactly a year ago:

You load sixteen tons...

Wow, today sure filled up. It seemed as though I have been working from about 7:00 am, and I'm not finished yet. I filled the morning before class with this and that: work emails, bills, and stuff like that. Then there was class, of course, followed by a whole afternoon's worth of responding, and an early evening of prep. (I did take time out for a nice dinner.) Now, fortified by a latte, I am ready to get the evening's reading.

Tomorrow is the "long" day, with classes morning, noon, and evening; it will be made longer by the second interview at Cascadia in the afternoon. Yes, I made the first cut and meet with the President and VP of the college between classes tomorrow. (So my commute will be Roosevelt, Bothell, Northgate, Roosevelt, Bothell, Belltown, Roosevelt. Sheesh.)

The only other news we have of that calibre is that the roses on the huge bush outside our dinette window are blooming. There had been pink buds for a week or so prior, but this morning we saw at least three open flowers. Oh, and there is a bird's nest on the side of the house in one of the fittings for the electrical power. Which brings to mind the classic couplet:

Spring has sprung, the grass has riz,
I wonder where the birdies is?

Apparently, right here.