I told you I'd check back in later, didn't I? I had to leave my office and head home for dinner. My wife, who stays home with our 3 1/2 year old son and 1 year old daughter, appreciates me getting home at a regular time each day. If you have children, you understand why! After we got the kids to bed, I had a late meeting with a business associate who is in from out of state. Once I got back home, I logged on to FR. Your expected replies were my first order of business.
Given his obsessive interest in the craft of writing
Obsessive, eh? In three years on FR, this is the first occasion I have discussed writing. It is hardly a major concern of mine at this point in my life. Too busy with other things, frankly.
angelo's "personal style" seems to be, "if you can't beat 'em, make fun of 'em."
Most of the "making fun of" seems to be emanating from your keyboard, sweetie.
Perhaps his "entrepreneurship" gives him the satisfaction he so desperately craves.
My daughter is teething. What I most desperately crave is sleep. Good night.
I may attempt to re-create said diatribe tomorrow, as my pain meds are muddling my mind and I expect to be asleep shortly. However, I cannot leave this post without defending my father. (Never, ever insinuate unflattering things about a first-born daughter's father! It does not go over well, I assure you.) It is highly presumptuous of you to presume that an Ed.D is any less "lofty" than a Ph.D. I would love to see you try to breeze through George Peabody College for Teachers (now part of Vanderbilt University) and their doctoral program. (You would have my father as a professor, should you take summer courses!) I can assure you that my father is perfectly able to "cut" any Ph.D program that is thrown at him. He has never graduated at any level less than the top of his class, from high school on up. He has an IQ of 172, and is as smart as the proverbial whip.
My mother's IQ is in the genius range as well (she's the parish nurse and an ordained minister at our church), and all three of us girls were expected to bring home nothing less than straight A's. In college, only 4.0 was acceptable. It was tedious, but thankfully I enjoyed my studies for the most part. The ones I didn't enjoy were tolerated long enough to "make the grade," then be thankfully dismissed. We dared not disappoint. It wasn't an unreasonable demand of any of us, actually. If we couldn't have cut it, they would not have demanded it.
Now I am extremely sleepy, and must be off. I am typing by rote as it is. Perhaps I shall try my original response to you on the morrow. (Oh -- one more thing that is horribly exasperating: having people throw my "newbie" status in my face every time I turn around. Who cares how long anyone has been a registered member on this board?! It shouldn't matter. I am not mentally or intellectually hampered simply because I didn't register on the FReepers' board until last month! Capiche?)
Have a good night's sleep. Thank you for the compliment. I don't consider you an intellectual midget either. (That is high praise coming from me.) *G*
FRegards,
SLJP (aka Beep)