You may be right, I may be crazy...

...but it just may be a lunatic you're looking for...

I'm in the middle of two huge papers, I've got to finalize my dissertation topic, I'm prepping for a big work conference next week, I just got a new calling, my lease runs out in two weeks and I haven't found a new place yet, the next issue of Mormon Artist is supposed to be out in a week, and I've got two freelance jobs to finish up.

Basically, I'm flirting with insanity here.

But it turns out that nerves frayed beyond all other use are still highly conducive to picking the right teams for March Madness. At least in the first round.

Sure the craziness will some day end, and this probably won't last, but yes, that's my bracket in the #1 spot.

two letters: an apology for a long absence

Box Hill, photo by the talented and intrepid Lindsey Stevens.

May I come in?

You know you need never ask! Please do and tell me how you've been. It seems weeks since you've been here.

Yes, well. I stayed away at first because I thought it would be easier for me. And then I stayed away because I have something to tell you which I am afraid you will not like.

Nothing you could say would ever be unpleasant!

This is. That is, I'm afraid you will think it is. Though I think it a beautiful dream.

Whatever happened?

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What two letters of the alphabet are there that express perfection?

MA

(in Historical Research)