I just made a comment over at an old post on Womanist Musing about “guilty pleasures” that reminded me of the CD I used to listen to driving in to work before my sabbatical. Here is a sample:
Sugarland “Something More”
Little Shop of Horrors “Skid Row”
It gets worse.
Can I just say how glad I am to have had a year away and to have returned to the pleasantness of regime change. Sometimes all it takes is dethroning Dr. Crackhead to make things snap back to normal. Honestly, running a Department is hard, and often thankless, work, but if you plan to run it like a fifedom, behind a locked door in your ivory tower with only occassional visits from your lover and your lackeys, please spare all of us the drama. You can get your control freak on, on some Committee somewhere, and leave the perpetually targeted identity studies programs to those of us who really have decolonized our minds. Just a thought.