Bad Haircut
Today I got a bad haircut. It took about four days of clear skin to become so outrageously confident that I walked into a barber shop on a weekday. This confidence, however, was only meant to last for so long. Whether it was the balancing of my chakras or my ying catching up to
Bible School from Hell
As a child I had a wicker basket full of toys, but it wasn’t until I saw Toy Story that I began to look at them as more than play things and as a basis for a personality. Andy had Woody so he loved cowboys, watched cowboy movies, wore cowboy hats, had a cowboy
Thoughts in a Work Meeting
Once a week I meet with a small group of teachers to observe a classroom. We gather around our principal who guides a few students through a learning activity. We take notes as we observe, then meet for a short debrief intended as an opportunity to learn from each other’s perspective. This, incidentally, doubles
Teaching’s Easy
There is a common misconception that teaching is difficult. It’s not. The act of teaching is actually incredibly simple: listen to what I say, write it down, and memorize. The challenge comes when I’m forced to stop what I’m saying to negotiate the release of a rubber band pulled taut by the amateur marksman
My Dealings with a Bike Thief
My bike was stolen and I got it back. You’d think a story like that would be evergreen, easily incorporated into any conversation. Turns out it’s not and I keep getting asked to “please stop.” So to be sure nothing is lost to the stifling and ungrateful, I will document exactly what happened. As
If I could sing
Sometimes (every night as I’m falling asleep) I think about what life would be like if I could sing. This fantasy contains a few key elements such as: becoming a bitch, putting up with both nothing and nobody ever, and burning most all of my bridges (friends and family, I don’t play favorites) to