Slowing down?

Going Over Sixty has slowed down a bit (with a promise to get more active). The beginning of the semester, which sat like a two-ton elephant on our doorstep on our return from California, demanded our attention.

Above the usual tugs and pulls of a new semester came this surprise on Sunday: Police showed up at the relocated Kansan newsroom, ordering everyone out unless they possessed a key to the building. That left but about three people, so no hope of getting a paper out unless order was restored.

The police had been sent by someone who apparently didn't like that the door had been propped open to let young UDK staffers in. The police officer told the Kansan staffers, all of those sans keys, which was most of 'em, to leave the premises immediately or face arrest for "criminal trespass." They left.

I arrived shortly thereafter and summoned the young journalists back to the newsroom (though some remained skittish about the prospects of being arrested).

I told 'em they'd have to take me first.

The rest of the night was quiet, and today, after a conversation with the campus police chief, a promise came of no more threats of arrest.

I may be slowing down (at least as it comes to my posts on this blog), but life is still damned interesting. And I'm thankful for that.