Today on Slate I’ve got an absolute beast of an article about how Malia’s top college picks treat their faculty. It seemed like a good idea at the time, to pitch a piece like this on the tail end of a third-order trip with the babby (who is constipated; I’m sure you all wanted to know). This conversation happened between me and the constipated baby’s long-suffering dad:
“Won’t that take a LOT of research?”
“Nah, I’m sure there is an aggregate somewhere.”
There was no reliable aggregate anywhere (surprise), and many of the institutions I researched were quite a bit less than forthcoming (Harvard you arrogant motherfuckers, I’m looking at you). So this thing turned MONSTROUS.
Meanwhile the babby is in pain and we’re on the other end of a six-hour car ride to Arizona, via San Diego, via Oregon. I am and remain immensely grateful for my husband’s family leave, but hoo boy does a babby not love to travel (I know, who’d a thunk it, but a kid deserves to meet her only great-grandparent, assholes!).
Anyway, thanks for reading! I’m back at Slate for October, and then going back ok book leave to revise Schadenfreude in November (it’s “resting” at present, not in the Monty Python parrot way).