Back from Stanford

Was a great time. Had never spent any real time in the Bay Area. Guess this is the . . . the third time I’ve gone somewhere else for a semester, to teach? University of Utah, University of Montana, and, now, Stanford. Who knows if I ever do it again, but this time, doing a workshop with the Stegner Fellows, was nothing but a good time. I have some snapshots of all of us together, but never asked if they wanted to be online like that, so: no faces. Just this kind of visual record:

Of course, though, had to decorate the place up:

Ghostface mask: never leave home without it

Though why I didn’t teach in THIS aptly-named room (well, actually, guess there was no aptness?):

and it was like FOUR DOORS DOWN from my office, even!

But, we did do one workshop over in the Mariposa . . . room? house? Whatever, it had a screen we could make use of, and was and is a pretty cool place.

Anyway, like here at CU, this is what gets faculty into everywhere:

how you like those expert photo-editing skills?

And, Creative Writing throws good events:

And, towards the end of my quarter there, got to hang with a friend at the front of a bookstore:

Adam Johnson

Also? Maybe no real surprise, but I ended up with a new bike:

I’m not really a bike photographer, but the app I now have to use for my derailleur and shifting pod wanted a profile photo for/of the bike . . .

Saw lots of coyotes and turkey and big old predator birds and blimps, up on the trails. And this little wriggler:

Though I so wish it would have done this number (it’s that kind of snake, though . . . I’ve already forgotten what kind that is):

But I meant to be talking workshop. Two key days, here:

if you can’t cater workshop with Chipotle, are you even really in workshop at all?

And this was our last day. There was a birthday cake there was only plastic knives for. Luckily, I had my trusty Benchmade Claymore:

Anyway, back in Colorado for a whirlwind two days, here. Jammed a bike ride in yesterday, which was good, as it snowed last night. Off to Germany on Tuesday, then it’s Seattle, then it’s Georgia (the USA one), then, finally, come May, I’m sort of at home for about two weeks. Can’t wait.

Was a fun time, California. Until next time (which is . . . yep: April / LA Times Book Festival).

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