Resumes for 10 public defender offices (or appellate defender offices) are moving out into the world, trying to get into the hands of interested recruitment officers in time for the Equal Justice Works career fair being held nearby.
Looking at my transcript always makes me feel somewhat fey, so I used the words “hegemony” and “xenophobia” in all my cover letters.
Will that make it more or less likely that they’re read in a positive light? I figure I’m not the kind of academic candidate who will knock the socks off someone if I play it safe. Better to let it all hang out and hope that people who think you’ll be a match personality-wise won’t get too panicky over the grades.
My new garden is thriving. With Lyco's help I cut the old one down, harvesting the Genovese basil plant to make a jar of pesto, uprooting the dead tomato plants, and drying the mint. (Actually, some of the mint went into the bottle of rum I keep in my fridge, and some of the basil went into the bottle of olive oil I keep on my stove.)
I decided to keep the thyme, rosemary, dwarf sage, oregano, and Thai basil plants since they were the most modest of the plants in the garden. I figured that trying to keep them for a bit was better than just cutting them down. So I transplanted them from the enormous trunk into a long narrow container of soil designed to perch on my window sill – 6x24x8? Anyway, the plants love it there and are thriving and growing. My kitchen is happier because of it.
To celebrate my epic struggle with the resumes, writing samples, transcripts, references, and cover letters, I bought some squid, which I will try to do clever things with in my wok.