Sobriquet 40.26

Although it is not even remotely late by my standards, and despite the fact that I am pretty psyched to be using the iMac I bought this morning, I am going to have to keep today's entry rather brief. You see, I still have loads of grading to do. Lots and lots of it...

At any rate, I did reread another good chunk of Waiting for the Barbarians early this morning before setting out on my day-consuming journey into the Land of Mac. Having spent more time than I would care to admit sequestered in the windowless computer lab buried in the basement of Saint Olaf College typing English papers on Macs, I always thought of myself as a Mac person, even though I have been using PCs for the past eight years. I mean, the first computers I knew were Macs, I first surfed the Internet on Steve Jobs's brainchildren, and I most certainly recall being baffled by the second mouse button on PC mice. So it's nice to be back.

Also, since this weekend is going to be packed, I may not post another entry for a few days, but I fully intend to continue doing what I have been doing these past few days. Also, if I get a chance to do so, I'd like to make a few comments on Don DeLillo's White Noise, which I finally finished this evening as I drove through a wintery mix of rain and snow on my way home from the Mac store.

For tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow: Keep rereading and prewriting.