It's not that I don't care,

only I've been busy today (though not with work). I've been charged with coordinating The Greek Institute's project to gather the collected works - published and unpublished - of E. A. Sophocles, one of the most influential figures in the study of Greek in America during the 19th Century and a beloved if somewhat eccentric professor here at Harvard. Our aim is to make a CD-ROM available of this collection to libraries, universities, and general public, and showcase said CD-ROM at an upcoming conference at Sophocles' home village in Thessaly tentatively slated for the Summer of 2005. Needless to say, I'm quite anxious to do a good job on this project, not just because it's the first time I've ever been asked to head up one of the Institute's undertakings, but also because I'm passionate about the subject matter. Sophocles is a kind of hero to me, and at The Greek Institute we've adopted him as our secular patron saint - I call him "Hagios Sophokles", a.k.a. Saint Sophocles! Just look at the guy:

How can you not want to much as humanly possible about someone who looks like this?

Well, I think I've done a good job today of outlining and apportioning out the tasks at hand. I even took advantage of my superior searching powers here at the library and located some other libraries in the country that have some of Sophocles' works, if only because it might be easier to walk into a library and photocopy an item in the general collection than it is to get at something here that's been put in the Archive or Houghton, our Rare Books library. Even better than that, I seem to have turned up one or two books that the Harvard Library system actually doesn't have (he types while shuddering and making the sign of the Cross). So perhaps there will be a company-paid field trip to New Haven or Princeton sometime soon in my future.