I was driving along this afternoon with all the windows down—yesterday’s squall having blown the heat and humidity elsewhere, thank god—listening to Top 40 radio, and I realized Of course, all it took was trying on two sports bras to crush my soul. You take the good, you take the bad, I guess. Three years [...]
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June 5. That’s when I cancel my Match subscription. Twelve more days. The only reason I’m keeping my nose above water is my friends. My friends are pretty great. He added, “We are all rooting SO HARD for you.” And I know they are. Dan NJ wrote: Since it’s been at least a month since I [...]
In my professional life, I’m graded on a rubric. Did you know that? There are six standards upon which teachers are evaluated, and for each we are deemed Developing, Proficient, Accomplished, or Distinguished. A couple weeks ago, I was out with some friends, one of whom is also a teacher, and we got to talking [...]
Three years ago, my students did a good job of summing up what would happen if you did/did not show your friends you care. Listen, I want you guys to be filled with hope, backed up in fights, and invited to birthday parties four months in advance, so make sure you read that post. About [...]
I was just settling down to read my book when I heard Redford doing his there’s-something-I-want-that-I-can’t-get-at bark. Very different from his person-on-the-property bark (a pretty steady stream of friendly but emphatic woofs) or his other-dog-walking-by (“I’M FREAKIN OUT, MAN”). Definitely different from Violet’s let-me-in, which is a single, irritated arf. (Redford doesn’t bark to be [...]
Durham, N.C. – A chilling scene greeted local police when they arrived at the home of Agnes McDonald, wife of famed Old McDonald, after a frantic 911 call from the woman on Friday evening. Three visually impaired rodents were found to have been maimed with a Ginso carving knife, their tails severed, allegedly at the [...]
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Two things happened. A month ago, a friend got a job at a small marketing firm in Durham. About a week later, an acquaintance who was thinking about adopting ‘Nita left me a voicemail. In it, he said, “You’re doing a great job marketing her on Facebook.” Something happened in my head, something like: marketing [...]
Me: Did you turn in your poem? Student: (emphatically, pointing at me) Yes. Me: When? Student: …Maybe I still have it. (He still had it.)