A quick update for all concerned - all three of you. I successfully completed my grad school program at Georgetown - the 39 year old Hoya, turned 40, turned 41, 10 classes and out. I walk in May. I've really spared all of us the gory details - it was busy, and crazy, and busy, and educational, and busy, and by the way, have I mentioned it was frickin' busy? But I'm done, and to riff on The Untouchables, thus endeth the lesson. No Doctor DJ in the future. But I managed a 4.0 for the course. Cleared the bar, landed on my feet.
The 40 Year Old Hoya blog is being closed, it's spirit reincorporated into my everlasting walkabout. Still searching for me. I know I'm out there somewhere.
And now, the focus turns back on life itself... a long-distance relationship that looks to be less long this year - lots of change there... the business of writing and submitting and hopefully selling... and a whole parcel of other things. Every day is Christmas, and every night is New Year's Eve.
But yeah, that's the old business. And apparently a manifestation of lyrical Tourette's on the side. Onto the new business...
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