doctorfied

just a note to say today I passed my defense, and it was good and joyful and we licked the flaming hoop of the dissertation until it smoldered and then it was over. I still can't perform open heart surgery or even fashion a decent splint, but gregory says I could save a poem's life in a pinch and we cried, "remove that metaphor, stat!" which at the time seemed very funny but really just shows that there're phds in lots of things, but there's no such thing as a phd in humor.