I don’t have a lot of space here, so I’ll just hurry along and get to the point.

There have been the usual sack of monkey wrenches thrown into what would otherwise have been the usual well-oiled production machine, not the least of which being the seven-day weekend we got from the newsroom during the flux days – or that fact that I wasn’t able to be in the newsroom myself on production nights.

I’d managed to artfully dodge this situation in the past, but it’s always turned out that once per semester my work schedule and the production schedule collide headlong and it really comes down to one or the other.

Unfortunately, this time I had to choose my work over the newsroom, and so the staff was left more or less without me during production night.

I did do one or two nefarious things to try and keep everyone on track, and judging from the state of things when I arrived the next class day they’d seen a moderate amount of success.

There was only a little bit of cleanup and layout to do, and we’re finishing up as I type this.

It’s comforting to know that the staff has gotten skilled and comfortable enough in their roles that they don’t need me hovering over their shoulders telling them what to do all the time.

Not that I’ll stop.