Until further notice, I will be in an undisclosed location, unreachable by phone, email, text message, Internet messaging, or extrasensory perception. It’s just me and the specter of Samuel Eliot Morison commanding, “Get writing!”
Beware the vagaries of fortune. Last night I owned two large pepperoni pizzas; tonight I have not a scrap of food to my name.
I am starting a new tradition to recognize my benefactors; I will post a picture of anyone who donates a substantial portion of food to me. (I’m sorry, but I cannot retroactively recognize past generosity. Otherwise, my bandwidth would be used up by photos of John Barnett.) The first food philanthropist is my sister, Emi. When I was an hungered, she gave me wherewithal to eat.
There is wisdom in these words of Mephistophilis: “That was the cause, but yet per accidens.”
The Jonathan Edwards Center at Yale University, directed by Harry Stout, is publishing the complete papers of Jonathan Edwards in an online edition. About half of his works are being printed, but the rest will be available online. You can read more about the project. For now the project is in alpha testing. I volunteered to find errors, so I’m able to read some of Edwards’s sermons and miscellaneous writings. The online edition lets you save your workspace, print out copies, read edited and annotated manuscripts, and view a digital representation of Edwards’s markings on the manuscript. It’s really quite fun. Once it becomes available, (if it’s affordable) it will be great for researchers to be able to access nearly everything from nearly anywhere. Beta testing is coming soon. Perhaps if you have some computer skills (or even if you don’t) and are interested in history, you could sign up too.
Reports of my seizure have been greatly exaggerated; Kellen, Scott, and John can testify that I’m not still twitching. Just so you know, if you ever need to leave chapel, the kind ushers will offer you a great many juice boxes and even let you leave for lunch ahead of the crowd so that you aren’t trampled in your slightly dazed state. And remember, the ancients believed that epilepsy was a visitation of the gods.
Check out Google Mars.
This past Saturday, Dr. Hayer, Kellen, and I went to the annual meeting of the South Carolina Historical Association. The meeting was held at the South Carolina Department of Archives and History in Columbia. [Read more »]
Tonight, John and I went to the main branch of the Greenville Public Library.
The Backward Glance is the blog of Lincoln and Abby Mullen. Lincoln Mullen is a reference librarian at Bob Jones University's Mack Library and a student of history. Abby Mullen is a master's student in English at Bob Jones University. She teaches freshman English at BJU. [Read more »]
