... the distance between Winslow and Los Angeles from the top of an armoire at La Posada, and thinks that it could be a long time before he gets his dinner.
Little did her know that he's have to listen - via Zoom - to a Faculty interview session with someone on the short list for our next Dean; a History department meeting; and the reading aloud of a Dear Colleagues, or Dear Trojan Family, or whatever-it-was email, about Frozen Faculty and Staff hiring; no salary increases this year; a chunk of staff winter break being taken away from them (what good will that do?); no "unnecessary" conference travel (which would be what, exactly??) - and so on. Gloom ahead. But Grams (and Moth) got their dinner on time - we were home by 5 p.m.
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