Thanks to Diabla for this fun thing... I feel depressed. And this doesn't even count the people who have the same first name but spell it differently. Wah!

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This is the question I was asked today in what was to be the last presentation I would attend at the conference. I was kind of confused. I mean, we're all bilingual at the conference. These are English teachers, and I am one of the very few gringo attendees. So what did she mean ( Read more... )

Of this lovely conference. I spent about an hour debriefing with one of the presenters after her presentation, and misssed one of the main, important speakers. I hope I can get a recap from one of my coworkers.

I am delighted to report that I am sitting in my living room, gazing lovingly at a well organized and very full bookshelf. It has linguistic ( Read more... )

Today is a weird day downtown, with every new arrival to the office asking, how is it outside? How is it? We are not suddenly preternaturally concerned with the weather. Rather, we are asking about the breatheability and be-ability of the air. Today is a red-letter, pacos (cops) everywhere, teargas kind of day. It's September 11th, Or more ( Read more... )

When I was a little girl, I would walk home from elementary school, walk in the front door, and call my mother. I lived in Brooklyn, and she worked in "the city" (Manhattan), and liked to know for sure that I had gotten home safely. What she would do had I not is beyond me, but from a very young age, I was schooled in the proper way to request my ( Read more... )

I spent a lot of yesterday thinking that it was August 28th, thinking I was crazy, and wondering how to make it stop. Turns out the way to make it stop was to change the date on my cellphone to the right one. So much easier.

Been spending too much time futzing around at home, and not enough time sleeping lately! So much so that with my split ( Read more... )

A weekend out of Santiago was just what the doctor ordered. A weekend in the most beautiful house I've ever seen on the beach, and a lovely beach in itself. Well, that's just gravy. Seb's "beach house" is nicer than most homes I've ever been to in my life. And it's in the "rustic" part of quintay, which means it's up about a five minute hike from ( Read more... )

Nope, not a cut. Not a burn, at least not exactly. And I did not drop a giant pan of creampuffs on my big toe, as my sister did in college. I have, it seems, pepper sprayed myself.

You may wonder how a kitchen genius such as myself could allow such a thing to happen, and also how much it hurts. In response to the first question... I have a bag of ( Read more... )

no cut for this one. Because everyone should see this.


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clickymcclikerson for my fourth Mosaic Minds article. This one on the backwardsness of the seasons.