Even though it starts for real tomorrow, there's a distinct "Go Blue! Rendezvous" feel to the halls at Ross today. I'm in the library, wirelessly blogging and clearing up details. The uber-helpful (anybody know the shortcut for an umlaut?) laptop support-sters got me rolling after a little hickup and now I am good to go. The TMI Director helped me crank through some issues regarding course waivers and course track strategy, which was awesome. One of the best things about Ross is that it really is collaborative. Every brochure ever printed for collegiate admissions purposes talks about teamwork and collaboration, but when the rubber hits the road it is hard to do. Michigan has gotten it done and students have a better experience because of it.
"Moderately Active M-Trek Goes Awry" photos have trickled in and they are fun to look over. The snaps of The Knife's Edge are especially amazing. Hiroko, for whatever reason, has the best pictures of the vast expanse below Baxter Peak, and Greg's views of TKE are the best. Why is that? This vexes me. I'm terribly vexed.
Back in the real world, we've spent a few days painting the innards of #219 back to white. Painting is gritty work but the job is almost done. During a break on Sunday we even ventured to Sweet Mike's in Holt where I got a Spartan Float - lime soda and vanilla ice cream. Fight! Fight! Rah! Team Fight!
Jenelle astutely observed that yesterday's darkened sky marked the return of fall clouds to the Midwest. The air tastes like football. Nights are crisp. The Produce Station probably has corn piled to the sky. Just 11 days 1:33 left before kickoff. I'm so stoked.
Tuesday, August 23, 2005