The underworld

Another long interlude between blog entries.

The newest project of the Stephen-and-John-Paul Book Club is I, Claudius by Robert Graves, two chs/day. Read it with us. Today is just the second day. So far, the book is a hoot.

Yesterday I resumed my tutoring job at IUSB. I tutored zero tutees. This morning, at my highschool job, I discovered the building’s basement. It has offices and classrooms and a largish student population. For all I know, it may be the first circle of the school’s underworld: there may be a sub-basement; there may be a sub-sub-basement; there may be no end to the basements.

(I was warned about the woman I was sent to. Volatile was how she was described. But this morning, she was nice enough.)