Fall, the best season
Fall, the best season
Sometimes Belle falls asleep while standing up with her head resting on my leg
One of the most important books of the year is Margaret Burnham’s By Hands Now Known, a profound accounting of anti-Black killings in the mid-century South. I’m proud that @NortheasternLib has developed and made accessible the companion digital archive
Thrilled about @NortheasternLib’s new grant from the @SloanFoundation to study and develop effective practices for collaboration and communication by researchers distributed across multiple locations, a pressing issue as we emerge from the pandemic.
Just another manic Monday
When you think about it, squirrels are always free soloing
Finished bottling our 2021 vintage. Chardonnay, Pinot Noir rosé, Syrah, Zinfandel. Love the rosé’s color. The Syrah, new for us this year from grapes from the Columbia River Gorge, seems from early sampling to be a winner, but we won’t know until 2024.
Really excited to be teaching again this fall after a long hiatus from the classroom. I’m still dean-ing and vice provost-ing, but I’m looking forward to having those special interactions you can only have with a room full of interesting and interested students.
Convocation @Northeastern, welcoming the great class of 2026!
Look at Belle when we told her that our kids were now off at college
Seems like this was just last week, but it was 17 years ago. In the actual last week, we dropped our kids off at college.
It’s over a half-century old, but Philip K. Dick’s A Maze of Death remains the most brutal criticism of the metaverse I’ve read.
It’s been a long week, here’s Belle stretching out in the last sunbeam
I did enjoy my trip, {{airlineName}}!
Dig if you will this printer
This door inspired me to write a song, would you like to hear it
Tired: UFO research
Wired: Bigfoot research
(@ Lake Quinault, Olympic National Park)
Oregon Coast Trail gets an A+
Tillamook Rock Lighthouse lit up by the sunset
You look nice today, Oregon
Visited the vineyard where the grapes we make wine from are grown. Peter, who is 80 and still handling all the details of the vineyard, generously showed us around and chatted about winemaking. At the end, the clouds lifted and Mt. Hood revealed itself.
um, no
I love my children, but I must report to the authorities that according to their senior yearbook they are
You look nice today, New Hampshire