I'm in!

I'm thinking that the most quixotic thing imaginable of a college freshman would be to invite his mother to contribute to his blog. This really brings quixoticity to new levels, not to mention bringing a lump to my throat. It means he trusts me not to say things like "How's the home work going?" and "Do you have a job yet?" or "Too much partying can be a bad thing." Don't you worry, son; "Cool" is your mother's middle name (even though quixoticity is a relative novelty).

Here are the rules: on this blog, you gotta be quixotic. I may not really know what the word means, but that doesn't mean it can't be my favorite word, especially if you look at all this from a quixotic point of view. Maybe all the posting have to have some form of the word quixotic in them, or maybe the whole blog should be devoted to the exploration of this fascinating vocab term. I think that there's a lot there that we're not seeing.