I’m back from my travels to various towns and cities, where the humidity made my normally straight hair all nice and wavy and the bug bites created surreal patterns all over my arms and legs.
But instead of a thoughtful updated posting on academic introversion at a week-long workshop, or a meandering posting about running on unfamiliar trails, or photos of those very funny Gormley naked men statues that loomed over us in Madison Square Park, I’ve decided that my first post-travels posting would be intense navel-gazing.
Based on several of my older postings, it seems…
I had no idea I was so gothic.
However, those were bloggings on serious topics like teaching or literature. When I analyzed my running or pre menopausal introspective crush bloggings, however, it seems that those are more post-mod, since….
Ironically, when I actually blogged about Wallace, I write like Lovecraft.
[h/t to Clio for the link]