Again, I Went to an Academic Conference
It would be different if I were looking for a job, but I’m not, so it was just the usual bunch of people with badges standing around in a hotel, and that situation I know how to deal with: get in the Starbucks line and look out for empty chairs. The women were better dressed than the men—snazzy glasses, scarves, skirts, boots. I attended one panel and learned that a noted professor at a rich university is feeding the entire text of Finnegans Wake into some kind of 3D modeling software so she can spread it out in an enormous plane and... look at it. She seems to be having a good time.
I wish I could look at Finnegans Wake.
cheap version: text file, 4-point font, print 16-up
we could zoom in on the right part of the enormous plane and maybe catch sight of someone's burrow.
I wish Finnegans Wake could look at me.
