In a strike of the purest serendipity, today is Party Day at work. The normal schedule has been suspended in favor of festivity, with a soupçon of pomp, and it couldn't be better timed. The heat has broken, the weather is gorgeous, the kids are with Mama, and the only thing on my plate is literally what's on my plate. And in my glass.
I don't imagine I'll be in the best shape to do much writing today. So I'll leave you with the transcript of David Foster Wallace's commencement speech to Kenyon College's Class of 2005 (which, you will not be surprised to learn, came to me through someone with the smartest pants in the blogosphere):
Preach, baby."A huge percentage of the stuff that I tend to be automatically certain of is, it turns out, totally wrong and deluded. I have learned this the hard way, as I predict you graduates will, too."
