“Dearest Lady Gamble, I cometh before thou to remindeth thee about my...– So a kid broke his arm, and I forgot to email him notes. La de deee, la de daaa. Day in the life. PowerPointeth. YES.
There’s light at the end of the tunnel… I’ve almost finished grading the 65 research papers about the Renaissance, the Reformation, or the Bubonic Plague. Whoooop. I know you’re jealous. Let me also mention that these papers are written by high school freshmen, and these freshmen haven’t really written a full paper yet. Some thoughts I’ve had recently: - To the...
Today was perhaps the most anticipated day of the school year (besides the last day, I suppose)….. It was THING-A-THON. What is Thing-A-Thon you ask? Don’t be afraid… I didn’t know until today. Mr. Department Head described it to me as “Field Day on Crack”. And, well, that’s pretty accurate. Teams were announced Wednesday, and I think I lucked out. I had...
It’s Saturday night, and I’m grading papers while watching 20/20. Did I just turn 23 or 58?
When my friends see me dressed up for an interview
Head Full Of Doubt / Road Full of Promise
So, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately. I know what you’re thinking: that’s dangerous… And, it is. I guess with a week and a day off of school, four hours in the car, and buying a house (eek!), that’s what happens. I was on the phone today catching up with an old friend for over an hour. And we talked about what’s happened in the past year… this...
To the Residents of Red Oak: I apologize. Let me explain: I opened my car door to grab my grocery. I had a bit of, well, an avalanche. I dropped a bag. Nothing major happened, except my grape tomato container spewed its contents all over the pavement. I picked up what I could and threw them into to the bushes. Let me remind you that this happened far after sunset, so I did my best in the dark. ...
There is a scene in the movie The Hunger Games where Effie Trinket reaches in to...– TJ Mousetis
Running After the Bus...
This is for you, Brooke. And for you, Sister. whatshouldwecallme:
When I go home to visit my parents
THIS WEEKEND. whatshouldwecallme:
When I'm home alone
whatshouldwecallme: I turn mundane chores into dance moves, like:
High School Musical
I’m sitting at Jittery Joe’s grading papers, making PowerPoints, and the like. (Is this how teachers spend spring break? I think so.) Mr. Jittery Joe’s is also playing Queen’s greatest hits. We all subconsciously included ourselves in Bohemian Rhapsody (toe-tapping, whistling, all out singing…. whatever you’d like). And then it was We Are The Champions. (I...