The first of three composition faculty candidates was at school today trying to convince people that he was right for the job. Emphasis seemed to be placed on his morning session teaching secondary dominants to freshmen, reinforcing the general consensus that composers are just retarded theorists who happen to write in their spare time. He seemed to be an amicable enough fellow despite his tendency to overexplain and not look people in the eyes, but I can't really judge his qualifications for the job from just a couple hours of contact.

First Ginger and now this... why don't people just stay home?

The cynic's approach to lyric poetry :
"The poet William Matthews (1942-1997), ... once offered ... what he called 'a short but comprehensive summary' of all the subjects for lyric poetry.

1. I went out into the woods today and it made me feel, you know, sort of religious.
2. We're not getting any younger.
3. It sure is cold and lonely (a) without you, honey, or (b) with you, honey.
4. Sadness seems but the other side of the coin of happiness, and vice versa, and in any case the coin is too soon spent and on we know not what."