So it would seem summer ambushed me. No, no, it’s not that I didn’t see him coming. In fact I was anticipating his arrival with jubilance. What I didn’t expect is just how close to bubble-gum in my hair summer would be in relation to research and writing. That is, if papers, databases, and interviews were a haircut. Despite the fact that I’ve begun to comb-over my metaphors, as it stands the Grea-Council of Masters paper readers have given me their final requirements for the final draft. So maybe three days worth of trudging through my paper and some new sources stand between me and that degree. I’ve been putting it off like most people do taxes. Instead my life has been a whole lot of websites and web work (after I got the rancid left-over grading aftertaste out of my mouth), volleyball and skating, recording (sounds and sights!), games (electronic and board), and friends, lots of them. I’ve got to call a hoard of libraries and ask them about their computer resources next week for another in-process paper, to boot. Come Summer Session II (in a week or so) I’ll begin work formally transcribing interviews and collecting multimedia for a community informatics project. In theory I ought to be worried about getting all of the work done in time… but it’s summer man!