Every day so long so full and free: the freedom felt by the student at rest, (to be pronounced by a relaxed tongue) whose attempts at attention to art are not flagging, but rather robust, in fact, fantastic, it would seem, something is happening? A semester's worth of words tossed for a grade, hocking a reading back like stale crackers, thankful for the salt! What's more, scissors and glue: undoing the texts and repurposing fig 1, fig 2 into gifts I would send, sending them, to off corners and middles and oceans alike. To hybridize the concept "scholar" with the command "producer" puts me in Adorno's corner, about 'Free Time.' Which includes, of course, beer and a birthday party ;)