I am minutes from catching the bus to town in order to attend the last class of my college career. Inspired by these cookies, whose biting humor is directed at a certain kind of person, I decided to revive the elementary school tradition of bringing baked goods in on your birthday and the last day of school. It’s no great secret that I lack the baking skills every other blogger seems to possess, but I gave it a go. Besides, my friends and colleagues deserve a reward for besting their essays and dissertations. So long as their heads don’t get too big.
This will be the last time for a good while that I’ll be able to talk about what I learned in class. I’ll leave you with the knowledge that the phrase “tripping the light fantastic” comes from your friend and mine, John Milton. And that’s exactly what I plan to do tonight.