All day, the sky has been threatening something, but nothing damp has materialized - though as I was driving back from dinner out this evening, there was lightning flickering around in all directions. I'm tempted to draw some kind of analogy with the fact that the Dean of our College of Letters, Arts and Sciences has resigned (to take up a spiffy new job as head of the William and Flora Hewlett Foundation), giving us all precisely two weeks and two days notice. I'm assuming that she'd given a heads up to the Higher Administration that this was in the offing - but who knows - or rather, who knows what's next? No wonder the bottom photo has an apocalyptic air to it.
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