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Written in my journal as I watched Leno, O’Brien, and Casablanca, and culled again at 2:06 AM to an uncommon dirge by Ellington. Somewhat trunchated:

About NIMBUS from OCCLUDINE 2 9:25 POST-MERIDIAN

I’fe vallen vatally behind, which is not quite fatal.

A Flint Journal editorial: Flint high schools

It’s gross. It sticks. And it cannot be avoided.

I’ve been working on a novel, Urbàntasm, for the last nine years (and probably will be for the next seven). So it goes. But for every high school that closes in Flint, I will kill off a character that would not otherwise be destroyed.

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– I was going to get a bunch done last night, but didn’t get out of work until late, and didn’t get home until around 7:30. I did a little reading, a little writing, and a little corresponding re: the old gradschool apps.

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– Happy Presidents Day. Let’s not be bitter. Let’s remember George Washington, John Adams, Thomas Jefferson, Andrew Jackson, Abraham Lincoln, Franklin Delano Roosevelt, Harry, Truman, John F. Kennedy, give a breath for Bill Clinton, and keep faith for all the great presidents we might see in the future.

Amber discovered the following constellation:

GREAT BIRD IN THE SKY

or

NAZGUL

I accidentally edited over the entry for last Friday.
The country of the day was Eretria and the question of the day was what African city would you live in. Answers to the question are still posted in comments.

Arg!

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– CALL FOR PHOTOS! There are now half-a-dozen of us that have taken pictures of the five Gothic Funk parties to date. If you email me the photos at connot at afterdusk.org, I’ll create a gallery!
– Gothic Funk Party #5 was delightful.

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Several wholly unrelated comments:
– Several adventures are in the works. If you want to explore Armour Square with me this evening email me at connor at afterdusk.org. If you want to get together in Hyde Park for a Lenten meal tomorrow, email me at the same address.

Assuming I’m not totally exhausted tomorrow, and most likely even in that case, I will be exploring Armour Square for my novel Euphemism.
Anyone who is interested may come along… just email me to set up a rendezvous. I expect to be headed out around 5 PM.

A few months ago, I wrote this post on my feelings about abortion from a tortured pro-Choice angle.

I suppose, then, that this would be a companion piece… a self-counterpoint. Because last week I described myself as pro-choice with reservations, today I’m pro-life with reservations, and next week I’ll swing back.