Last Friday I attended a Christmas luncheon for all the teachers in my department, even though I'm not teaching this year because, let's be honest: I can't handle my church calling and a job even if it is only part-time. After the food was served I went over to greet my boss who is temporarily in a wheel chair so I leaned down to thank her. Then she did something just a little unusual--she caressed my face. She is older than me--probably old enough to be my mom--so it's ok that she did this. I'm cool with it, even though it was a first for me. What makes this worth mentioning is that while it seems sort of tender, in actuality she did it pretty hard; I now believe her caress belied an underlying feeling of aggression toward me and I was left to wonder, Could she know I was late for the luncheon because I was reading blogs?
The highlight of the luncheon was a reading by Leslie Norris. Would he be nothing without his accent? That's not for me to say. Anyway, just a plug for "Albert and the Angels" as a great Christmas read by Leslie Norris who is Poet in Residence at BYU but, strangely enough, is not Mormon. I made this same recommendation on TimesandSeasons.org and, it really must be said, they are the nicest bunch of people to ever completely ignore me.
But let me get to the point, remember when I saw David Sedaris and he read from his not yet published New Yorker story? Well, Leslie Norris also read something that is not yet published: "galleys" as they say. Now that I am a blogger people like David Sedaris and Leslie Norris come to me for this sort of thing, and I'm grateful for the opportunity to share my expertise.