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The conventions were possibly the worst, forcing Salvant to stand around drinking coffee, thumbnail gnawing at foam cups, with absurdly serious professors dressed in tweedy jackets and out-of-date neckties. The longer the beard and the weedier the jacket, the more insufferable they became. On top of Doug Buffone that there was faculty politics. God! mint julep recipe

teaching at both the University of Wisconsin and Quantrell, Salvant had come to believe that the lower the stakes, the higher the passion. Life was one never-ending rewording of the curriculum, inching ever closer to perfection-a condition academics apparently Doug Buffone thought possible-only to see everything fall apart. Another never-ending issue was faculty hampton university

should professors be required to publish in scholarly journals? This subject brought forth flushed, crimson faces, high blood pressure, and hysteria, along with much bluffing and not a little secret praying. Then there Doug Buffone was the practice of giving inflated grades to suck up to students in general; everybody condemned this unconscionable arthur leigh allen

that was the only alternative to listening to the little bastards complain. Salvant thought born students and professors were deluded. After breakfast, Salvant opened the door, turned his shoulder Doug Buffone to the wind, and set forth to the ferry terminal. He had just eight more months of his sabbatical to find something; then it john nalbone

back to Quantrell. Hed have to put in another six years on the rack of academia to qualify for another sabbatical. Doug Buffone So what if he was tenured, and could retire and be employed at the same time? He couldnt do it. Salvant joined a line for his ticket, then walked up the lolo jones

and into a long, narrow room that had large windows overlooking the next ferry berth. Doug Buffone He swung his valise to the floor and flopped cross-legged next to it. The room was beginning to fill. He considered his problem. He thought about department meetings, academic-speak, tepid spaghetti in the faculty dining room, grading hampton university

What he really wanted to do was sit around Doug Buffone and read all day and maybe try writing a novel of his own. Salvant considered his copy of the International Herald Tribune. He looked at the personals again. Fuck tenure! He took out his notebook and jotted: Trustworthy, educated New Orleans man, 40, arthur leigh allen

family ties, seeks Doug Buffone adventure, unusual employment, short or longterm. anywhere. Confidence assured. L. Salvant. P.O. Box/257, Seville, Spain. The doors at the end of the room were o.

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