The trip back from Jamaica was far more harrowing than it should have been, and included an extra night’s stay at the airline’s expense. But I am finally back in Philadelphia, at a real computer keyboard, and ready to get the blog-ball rolling again. I’m also slowly catching up on everything I’ve missed these last two weeks or so — and trying to figure out what’s coming down the pike.
Let me get my suitcases unpacked and a few newspapers read before I start at it again, full-tilt boogie, on everything from Jesse Jackson to that infamous New Yorker cover to my play for The Colbert Report to the lunacy of an almost six-hour baseball game last night.
My number-one priority though, I think, is trying to figure out what to tackle first. Give me a couple of hours to sort things out over here. And I haven’t forgetten that we have an ongoing discussion afoot about Madonna Constantine.
I should also probably say more about my research/conference trip to Jamaica, especially since most people think of the island in overly touristic terms that relegate their imagery to sandy beaches, Bob Marley iconography, and plates of bad American food at all-inclusive resorts. That is the absolute wrong way to think about the place. More on that later…
For now, it is just good to be back…and we’ll see how things go these next few weeks.
