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I finished grading my penultimate batch of papers today, and I have a quick breather before I get final exams tomorrow and another batch of finals and papers coming in on Monday. So while I'm in this calm before the storm, let me catch you up on some of the week's happenings.

Karl Rove was called in to testify in front of the grand jury in the CIA leak investigation for the fifth time today. This time, because an email was discovered which Rove sent to Matt Cooper from Time, where he identifies Valerie Plame as a CIA agent. When asked why he did not volunteer the existence of this conversation, Rove said he forgot about it. I expect that from a thrid-grader when asked why he did not do his homework, not from arguably the most powerful political voice in the nation in an investigation concerning the biggest political scandal since Bill Clinton's fated blowjob.

Scott McClellan resigned as White House Press Secretary the other day, in an obvious political move to halt the plummeting approval numbers for the President. Today his replacement was announced. The man filling the post is Tony Snow, conservative radio host and a Fox News talking head. To this I say: fair and balanced, my ass!

Ricky Williams lost his appeal concerning the substance abuse violations against him. He will be suspended for one year. Now, after the press and the public hounded him for a year to return to the Dolphins, he did return. So, he returned just to not play. Go figure. Anyway: good news for the Jets this year!

Speaking of football, Draft Day on Saturday. I will be watching the relevant Sports Night episodes to put me in the right mood beforehand.

If you're looking for new music, check out Icepick, featuring members of Hatebreed, Terror and Crown of Thornz. Thier fist full length came out last week, and the disc is fucking killer. Representing DMS Hardcore!

On the personal side of things, I had a good dissertation meeting with Joanne today. We set up some deadlines for my summer writing. It appears that I will be graduating next spring after all. Then I will require people I don't like to refer to me as "Doctor." That's incentive enough, I think, to haul intellectual ass this summer.

I spent a fanstastic day and a half with the New Rose this weekend. Dunedin for dinner, and then we watched the sunset over the Gulf. She seems to be putting up with me fine so far--

My Marxism class is filling nicely. Actually, a little too well. I was hoping to have 20-25, not 40! I guess that's what happens when you rock as much as I do: everyone wants to take your class. But, at least I'm guaranteed a job this summer.

I've made some decisions about people (in general, not specific ones), which I will explain at a later date.

Wish me luck--see you in another week!