Why is it that when Monday rolls around, I so rarely have something to say? Work is probably going to be another boring day. All I have to do is read a book for some research on a paper I will be presenting in May. The book is actually pretty good. It’s about food in the South, which often just makes me hungry. It also makes me wonder: with the Great Migration to Chicago, does Chicago have any great soul food restaurants? I sure hope it does. It won’t matter if I don’t get the job, but there is always hope. I know I will do my very best in the interview and that’s all I can do.