On Baker campus. It is a year or more since I worked there.
Thinking of Mike B. I pass Mulvane and wonder about the new science center.
Reading a letter of recommendation for me from two professors at Amherst. It is a short letter and both professors contribute to it. One writes "useful because I bike in." The implication is that because I drive I can sometimes give him a ride.
A building in the middle of campus, octagonal floor plan, a dome on top. Large glass windows and doors in a stout wooden frames. It is attached to a newer, larger building. I think it would be cool to live in the wooden building, but decide it would be too small unless I could also live in part of the newer building.
Hungry, walking to the cafeteria. It may be one I have dreamed. I plan to buy a Twix. I wonder how I will be received since it has been some time since I quit working here. Will I even be remembered? It feels like the last day of the semester.
I buy the Twix with a $5 and we have terrible trouble figuring out the change. At one point the cashier gives me a $5 and 60 or 65c back. I tell her it cannot be right.
Talking to a former student who compliments me on the women I sleep with.
Talking to a professor who is not from Baker. He tells me the Science Expansion did not work out and the Doomsday Scenario occurred. He is referring to Physics staffing. I say "Which is where they were before I got here." I feel some guilt at leaving.
I wonder if I would accept the job if offered it. It is not clear if the job is at Baker or a postdoc somewhere. I feel a sense of resignation at accepting a job; it seems to be what is expected.
I get in The Bug and drive away.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Clearing
In the yard. Collecting tomatoes before the first frost. Most are rotting.
Playing soccer with a friend when suddenly half the players fall to the ground. Saying "swish" and waving my arm with a dramatic flourish I knock the remaining players to the ground, with the exception of my friend.
I kick Rufus into a river. I feel bad. He comes back.
Walking to a clearing in a forest with my friend. A crowd of people surrounds a large, geometric indentation a few feet deep in the grass. They are waiting for the spaceship.
Trying to light someone's cigarette. The lighter has plastic film close to the nozzle.
"If gas only used friend can never leave."
Playing soccer with a friend when suddenly half the players fall to the ground. Saying "swish" and waving my arm with a dramatic flourish I knock the remaining players to the ground, with the exception of my friend.
I kick Rufus into a river. I feel bad. He comes back.
Walking to a clearing in a forest with my friend. A crowd of people surrounds a large, geometric indentation a few feet deep in the grass. They are waiting for the spaceship.
Trying to light someone's cigarette. The lighter has plastic film close to the nozzle.
"If gas only used friend can never leave."
Monday, February 1, 2010
Changing Room
Buying a new house with Gina. I do not want to be with her anymore.
Lost in the new neighborhood, first driving then walking. I am looking for landmarks to help me get around. I come across a large building that looks like Flarsheim Hall. The side is all brick except for a couple of doors that look like fire exits. On one door there is a red sign that says "JOB 1."
I walk around the building to the front where there are large glass doors, a carpeted lobby, and a smiling woman behind a reception desk. A large red sign above the doors says "Center for Labour Studies." It appears to be a leftist, pro-labor institute. I think maybe this is somewhere that I could work. This would allow me to move into a house with the woman I love.
On a golf course. An excitable man is putting. The ball rolls up a hill roughly where he wants it, then rolls back down.
In a changing room. Doyle Brunson is there. A naked blonde woman stands with her back to me as she looks into a mirror. She looks over her shoulder at me and smiles.
Lost in the new neighborhood, first driving then walking. I am looking for landmarks to help me get around. I come across a large building that looks like Flarsheim Hall. The side is all brick except for a couple of doors that look like fire exits. On one door there is a red sign that says "JOB 1."
I walk around the building to the front where there are large glass doors, a carpeted lobby, and a smiling woman behind a reception desk. A large red sign above the doors says "Center for Labour Studies." It appears to be a leftist, pro-labor institute. I think maybe this is somewhere that I could work. This would allow me to move into a house with the woman I love.
On a golf course. An excitable man is putting. The ball rolls up a hill roughly where he wants it, then rolls back down.
In a changing room. Doyle Brunson is there. A naked blonde woman stands with her back to me as she looks into a mirror. She looks over her shoulder at me and smiles.
Thoughtless
In a car. A work colleague who has been staying with me for a while is driving.
Driving through countryside to a hill. We walk up the hill and reach a grassy plateau. Friends are there. My visitor has a bag of mushrooms. Someone else has a bottle of wine. I did not know this was a trippy picnic. I do not want to get high and feel I have been left out of the plans. I wonder why people are so inconsiderate towards me.
Driving through countryside to a hill. We walk up the hill and reach a grassy plateau. Friends are there. My visitor has a bag of mushrooms. Someone else has a bottle of wine. I did not know this was a trippy picnic. I do not want to get high and feel I have been left out of the plans. I wonder why people are so inconsiderate towards me.
Office Space
At an academic institution. Alan Cunningham is a professor there. I am quitting my job. There is an issue with my office. One plan is to use it for two female students who are starting next semester, but there is a concern that this may devalue the office making it a poaching target for another department.
Walking down stairs to leave the building. Doug walks up along side me. He talks about the office situation. When we get outside I call him "Schweppe." He says "It's Doug." I say "I know that."
A beautiful woman in a convertible. She parks on the street in front of where I stand and smiles seductively at me twice. I don't recognize her. I realize I am wearing shades and so she cannot see that I am playing eye-tag back.
Walking down stairs to leave the building. Doug walks up along side me. He talks about the office situation. When we get outside I call him "Schweppe." He says "It's Doug." I say "I know that."
A beautiful woman in a convertible. She parks on the street in front of where I stand and smiles seductively at me twice. I don't recognize her. I realize I am wearing shades and so she cannot see that I am playing eye-tag back.
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