Dæræk thæ Ænglicæn and mæ

Yesterday, sometime between losing and recoving the now legendary thumb drive, I drove up to Emory, where I met Derek the Ænglican and one of his current students, Paige, who also happens to be one of my former students. I learned many things from this meeting:

• Trying dress Goth while simultaneously trying to dress like a professional just comes off as dressing conservatively.
• Derek knows so much about the Church calendar, he should take a crack at the Maya calendar.
• Paige had an epiphany about Epiphany.
• English departments are much more fun to work in than schools of theology.
• Greek and Latin are best taught by those who don't know the languages very well.
• If you get the spinach/artichoke dip at Everybody's pizza, skip the dip (which was mediocre), and go straight to the breadsticks, which were wonderful.
• My son is literate only through the efforts of Paige.
• Being rejected is worse than being stalked. I would have thought the reverse, but I came around to the consensus view.
• Years ago, my World Lit class was considered a terrible amount of reading, followed by a horrific amount of writing. Not much has changed.
• The class "United Methodist Polity" would be more accurate if entitled with scorn quotes: "United" Methodist Polity.
• Just because you're in graduate school doesn't mean you know how to write.
• I'll be "Dr. Nokes" to Paige long after she's old and grey ... which is fine by me, since I still "Doctor" all my former professors through undergrad and grad school.
• I am the Karl Rove / James Carville of Charles Henderson Middle School.
• Peavine parking structure isn't spelled "Peevine," but it should be.
• The Bermuda triangle lies somewhere between Atlanta and Decatur. I got so, so lost trying to get home.

Anyway, I had a great time meeting Derek. Indeed, I don't think I've ever had an unpleasant experience meeting other bloggers. If anyone wants to meet up at MLA in Chicago, let me know!