What the ****!? Thanks Google.
Go ahead, hop over to Google and start typing in “liberal arts doctorate…” and see what happens. Jerks.
Now that I’ve almost been out of school for a year, and teaching just as long, I think I’m finally ready to start applying for PhD programs. Specifically, doctorate programs in Liberal Arts. English, literature, liberal arts in general, etc.
It’s an exciting time, and lots of schools here in Philadelphia have the sort of programs I’m looking for.
2010 should be a great year.
I don’t know what it is, but there’s something about beaten up, worn out, vintage film cameras that weighs heavy on my heart. I can’t help but purchase one whenever I see one up for grabs. I’ve been seeing a lot of them lately, now that the weather is warm and flea market season is in. I’ve got over a dozen in my collection these days.
While I’m not really into music photography anymore, I still have my old Canon Rebel Digital SLR. It boasts a mighty 6.1 mega pixels and is incredibly broken. Yet, there’s no way I could ever get rid of it. It took me on my first tour and introduced me to my girlfriend. There’s history here.
Maybe that’s why these old cameras make me so sad. I’m sure the owner was, at one point, so thrilled to own this little wonder. Photographed his family, video taped his friends. These cameras probably captured so many memories, so much joy, and now they’re left to sit on flea market fold out tables, thrift store rummage bins, and the like.
They just sort of feel like… like discarded people to me. Maybe that’s weird, but I don’t care. They’ve got a home now.
My debut novel comes out this Fall. You'll be able to download free audiobook podcasts 
