Theoretical physicist Julian Barbour may argue eloquently and convincingly for the non-existence of time, but I've sure felt it slipping away at a fairly rapid clip over the past couple of months.
I can't believe March is underway and the equinox is within sight.
Since my last post of much-too-long-ago, I've completed teaching nearly half the semester of my Introduction to Anthropology class at College of Lake County; inventoried my 1,000th Carte du Ciel astrographic chart at Adler Planetarium; submitted a revised adult education seminar to Chicago's Newberry Library on the extraterrestrial life debate; started developing a new seminar on astronomy and cosmos in Native American culture using the Newberry's extensive holdings on Native American ethnohistory; and moved.
I'm now living closer to the college, which is very helpful, because teaching (more specifically, preparing to teach) has been the most challenging and time-consuming activity on my schedule by far, and having less of a drive matters. And so does the refreshing experience of returing to a college classroom. These recent weeks with my students have been great fun and I'm already working on possibilities for doing more teaching this fall.
Meanwhile, I have plans for CB, too, and look forward to sharing them with you patient readers soon!
Stay tuned . . .