arrival in dc, final d-plan

Well, I’m in Washington Dee Cee. Since last posting, I rocked the Frog Festival, chilled in Rayne for a while, then flew to Our Nation’s Capital Monday morning. Since then, it’s been Pew Fellowship mania. I learned quickly that one of my fellow Fellows is a crabwalk reader (hello, Noy) — I suppose my work life and my online life will inevitably merge. Things have been good so far; I’m just settling into the new pace of things. More details later.
One highlight: seeing the final Dismemberment Plan show Monday night at the 9:30. They were in fine form and played a few oldies. For the record, the final song of the final show was “Memory Machine.”
In other news, I’ve had two stories run in the paper since last posting. First, this front pager Thursday was about how Chattanooga has moved its best teachers to the toughest urban schools, all in an attempt to reverse the sort of teacher imbalance I wrote about a couple weeks ago. And my Monday column was all about how utterly bogus the state’s official dropout statistics are, particularly in urban districts like Dallas.
I promise, more interesting things to come eventually.