We have some lovely snow here, which hasn't even messed up the roads (beyond some minor slush). My American Poetry prof sent us this email (we're reading Emily Dickinson)

"Where two or three are gathered in Emily's name, she will be in the midst of them, so we'll go ahead today as scheduled."

He's a hero!

While my life is generally a haze of deep questions and lovely puppy dog frolicking, a dark force seems to be stirring. Not only is the pale, terrifying and annoying spectre of Amanda Palmer serving again as a dark foil to remind me that I am unproductive, but my much longed for reunion with World has been derailed by forces beyond the control of ( Read more... )

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Darlings of YWW--could one or more of you lovely people take a few minutes and give me thoughtful answers to the following questions? It's for my "teaching strategies for gifted children" course. The course rocks--we had a seminar discussion yesterday on the meaning of the opening sequence in 2001, A Space Oddyssey. Anyhooo--I need to interview ( Read more... )

Has anyone else been irritated by the revolting words relating to female sexual equipment? My two least favorite: Vagina and vaginal secretions. Why is my vagina keeping such secrets? Men get the word semen, a perfectly fine word, but we get vaginal secretions, reminiscent of other secretions, like lymph. Not sexy! Who wants to say that "it ( Read more... )

I got my eyes checked today (ran out of contact lenses) and was told "your eyes have changed very little in two years." At which point, I felt a startling thrill of accomplishment, as though I had any control over how my eyes change ( Read more... )

According to the online MASH (see bwilder's for a link--i'm supa' lazy) I will spend my future in a house with Mr. Inbred No-Lips living with seventeen kids Whar Thar Be Monsters, driving my Ochre colored Goat Drawn Cart to my job as the Jig Master (I makes 'em jig!). Sounds like...I don't even know what.

in her infinite inability to use technology, my mother let my weird uncle do *something* to her machine, and now it doesn't go online, so I am SOL re. internet, except that I am visiting the wonderful boy! Yay! I spent yesterday researching schools to teach at (gulp) and today transfering photos to his harddrive. So excuse my meme lateness ( Read more... )

One of the teachers in the teacher lounge at lunch today was in a black, black mood. The reason? He does not feel capable of teaching an Honors class effectively. He doesn’t know (or thinks he doesn’t know) what to do with them. This shocked me-obviously, I have my own bias, for I always thought that all English teachers wanted to teach Honors ( Read more... )

Happy Thanksgiving ( Read more... )