Beware the Might of the Hairy Pig!

[cathschaffstump]

FYI, Hairy Pig is what Tony’s friends call one of the wrestlers in HH:PW.

Just got off the phone with Lewis, who is in charge of the locker room at Windy City wrestling. Tomorrow after 9 am I have to call Sam de Caro, the owner. If that’s not the name of a wrestling promoter, I don’t know what is. The guy in Hulk Hercules is Sal. Kind of close, yes? At any rate, they have matches tomorrow night, so we’ll see what I can get out of Mr. de Caro. It could be a busy day.

I also recalled Jane Addams and hope the principal calls me back. Still waiting to hear from the Brookfield Zoo. It was never this slow, cobbling together the grad school research. At least I don’t remember it being this difficult to cobble.

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Instructor interview in 45 minutes. Then, I’m out of here to go write. I’m going to baby the arm until then. I cleaned the kitchen last night, and there’s, well, there’s fall out. Six weeks. I function mostly, but I still can’t properly dry my hair or scrub a counter, apparently, without some implications for future comfort.

From the woman who thinks Patience is a Puritan name,

Catherine

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