Well, I had dinner in EL tonight with Jeff, Marty, and Randy . . . We went to El Azteco, the first Mexican restaurant I ever ate at (with Jeffrey, in 1976 or so), and still my favorite. (The restaurant is across the street from its original location; I miss the sign on the old place: "El Azteco," it said, and there was a picture of a goofy-looking guy, underneath whom was the helpful translation, "The Aztec." Always left me wondering whether "Azteco" is really a Spanish word . . . ) Dinner was as fabulous as the service was atrocious, as usual.

Afterwards Jeff and I walked around MSU's campus - back behind the library, through the gardens, around the bell tower, down to Sparty and back to the library on the other side of the river . . . aside for the "genuine furriners" out there, for most of you (known) readers, this is familiar territory. And let me just say, and you remember, that there is no place finer than the MSU campus on a beautiful spring night . . . the magnolias were all in bloom, tulips were everywhere, and the trees are just beginning to leaf . . . We saw two ducks under a bench behind the Natural Science building, a fairly long way from the river . . . I used to love that about MSU: Ducks think it's heavenly, and this time of year you see all sorts of duck couples hanging out in odd locations. (Later on in the summer, they'll have Lack, Mack, Nack, and Oack, et. al. in tow . . . but right now, they're in house-hunting mode, and they come up with some darned silly houses . . . )

I was really wishing that I would end up the night by getting on my bike and riding off to our wee house on Snyder Street . . . I love Ann Arbor, but on a night like this I'd move back to EL in a heartbeat. Ann Arbor is the perfect 'urban' campus environment, but for sheer parklike beauty, I haven't seen MSU's equal . . .

Came home, graded a few papers, and now it's off to bed. I hope everyone had an equally pleasant day!