Time flies. Went to talk to Diane in Graduate Admissions yesterday; she looked at my Magna cum Laude and my Phi Beta Kappa and said no problem (probably) getting into the Masters in French program for Spring 2008; she gave me the application form and told me to fill it out and hand it in by or before the first of next month, along with the fifty dollars registration fee....And so, in six months' time I'll be back in harness, and in eighteen months, hopefully, in Paris, France. Meantime, I'm happy as a clam, going where I want, doing what I want--Today, for a lark, I'm visiting Greg Donoho at his place over on the other side of the island. tomorrow I'm having Melchior for lunch at my place--he specified the menu: corned beef sandwiches and soda pop. He also says he's going to cure my arthritis and high blood pressure (I think with a skillful application of prayer and holy water); so he doesn't want anybody else around. Funny thing, odd as he is, I met him in company of another Truk native a couple of days ago, who (although obviously well educated) seems to have the same quasi-veneration for him (Melchior) that I have. Our conversation was like nothing so much as a page out of Kim....