You Are Now on the First Floor

Antigonish has officially been Kafka-inated.

We're here at St. F/X with the poet/novelist Jeanette Lynes, who told us, on arrival, to meet her on the 4th or 6th floor. Defying three-dimensional space, we did.

Things we've discover in our oh-so-brief time at the 'Gonish:

1. The 5 cents to $2 store ain't got nothing for a nickel
2. A nickel doesn't buy you much more at the Respect For Life Thrift Store, but the sanctimony is free
3. $10,000 buys you a patch of fake blue stadium grass or a consultant who'll tell you you need to renumber the universe-ity
4. Retirement communities can be ballsy: the local paper here is called The Casket
5. Scandal is the meat in the pie that is 'G-nish. Smile, you're on Candida Casa Camera.

The kids who found their way to 20th Century Canadian Literature were young & wreckless, coming off the hang'em-high of F.R. Scott but still primed for Connolly and Tierney's brand of CanPo.

Qs from the students were insightful and whipsmart. Numbers came up, their tendency towards duplicity, mendacity, multiplicity--"It's brutal," said one young buck, trying to find his classroom going on a month now. We hear the admin is going to fly in a relief-drop of GPS units. The kids will be stoked to exit the bewilderness.

Connolly has just now successfully driven Jeanette and David back into "The Cave." Tierney has taken full control of the 3rd and 7th floors of their stylish bungalow! Now we just have to figure out how to get the cat out of the elevator.