One week after becoming a high school teacher, I realized that one of my ninth grade chemistry students cannot read.  When he just copied down material from the text to answer my question about his life (which was meant to relate his personal experiences to the text), I was perplexed.  I went through the list of possibilities:  He looks a little ( Read more... )

I  feel really scattered tonight, like I'm having trouble cramming all of my thoughts and ambitions and nerves into five feet of person.  Maybe this is why I keep drinking so much water: I'm actively trying to pee away some of my worries.  I've heard of worse tactics ( Read more... )

What the fuck?  Who becomes violently ill from vegan ceviche? 
Me.  I do.
Still, it was really tasty.  The first time, at least.

But it made me miss the Goldman Prize ceremony. Curses to you, foul oyster mushrooms!

That's OK, San Francisco.  You have many other delights.  Who knew that "raw foods" encompassed more than ants on a log?

Also, the Golden ( Read more... )

    April 18, 2007

Dear Ms. Winfrey,

It is with the greatest respect and adoration of your loving spirit that I write you. As a young child, I would sit beside my mother everyday and watch your program. As a young adult, with children of my own, I spend much less time in front of the television, but I am ever thankful for the positive ( Read more... )

Pontchatoula strawberries are rocking my world right now.

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'Scuse me.  That was my drool hitting the keyboard.

I want to do awesome things.  Right now I'm going to go cook an awesome dinner.  Then I'm going to try to start a mobile health clinic for communities living on the fenceline of polluting facilities.  Then I'm going to teach some ( Read more... )

I am going to Chicago this weekend for this.  I should have some extra time to explore, however.  I have never actually ventured into this "Midwest" they speak of, so if anyone knows of anything cool I should check out, please suggest it.  I place my potential future fun in your able hands, Livejournal.

Holy shit.  I finally checked out pandora.com.  I'll see you guys in, like, a year.

I've decided that the Marigny might be the epicenter of New Orleans' authenticity.  Driving through, I saw more crumbling courtyards, rainbow flags, and people on bikes than in any other part of the city.  Maybe it's just a center that I connect with personally; I kind of think that New Orleans is the bucket where real life drops, and all of the ( Read more... )

Tonight I went to a Mardi Gras ball (Knights of Babylon) and it was awesome and I felt pretty and got some giant beads just for being there.   Then a crazy man tried to get our license plate number because the End Times were coming and he wanted to make sure that good people like us weren't going to get chopped up and dumped into the swamps by taxi ( Read more... )

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