No Snow Day

Seeing Villa Julie and Bowie State and Howard and Anne Arundel Community Colleges down today only makes it worse--I'd hoped I'd get a closed campus announcement, right up until the Guy Who Unlocks Things and Turns on Lights came around and did so. Now I'm here basking in the flourescent glow and avoiding returning to finish up the last fifth of the Bound Journal Shift project.

Stayed up late to watch Iraq election coverage because I wanted to see what happened--whether anyone would show, whether there would be violence, whether there would be excitement. The footage of people proudly displaying inked fingers--something insurgents claimed would be a mark of doom--was very touching and inspiring. As someone who was against the Iraq war two years ago, and who still thinks it was a mistake, I still have to acknowledge the fantastic thing that happened. Could it all derail? Yes, certainly, but there's hope. I'm curious to see how the racial/religious/gender makeup of the Council of 275 pans out, and whether what surely will prove to be a dominate Shiite government will extend a hand to the Sunnis and Kurds (and vice versa).