Greywacke

While I sometimes feel like Don Quijote fighting windmills (and not only in a figurative sense), the last 24 hours have reminded me that I am not entirely alone in all this. For one thing, my friend Staffan Qvist has a new book with Joshua S. Goldstein coming out in January that seems to make an argument very similar to the one I made in my Formas grant application in the spring.

After a brutal gym session at USM, I decided to make some salmon with mascarpone for dinner, together with a wild and explosive "småparti" bottle that would be the perfect companion for any trans-Tasman flight.