See that? Everyone in the world can see and hear (and judge) my use of the “f word.” Same thing holds for all the content I create here in my Final Year of Teaching chronicle. Oh my, what will happen when my students and colleagues read my blogs? The truth will out? I will useContinue reading “Fuck it”
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The first days of the last days
August 13, 2020 8:45 am 15 minutes until it all starts. I eat a peanut butter and butter half sandwich. I walk earlier at Crab Cove, because my heart, my lungs, my voice, my love of the water and walking all need an extra boost this morning . I need the water to calmContinue reading “The first days of the last days”
My Final Year (of teaching) .
The following blogs make up the chronicle of my last year as a full-time college educator. A note to all my readers: The following blogs may often be a mess, starting and stopping, fragments, little thoughts, some fully formed story pages, some threads left dangling. I’m not sure how many photos or links I’m goingContinue reading “My Final Year (of teaching) .”
On Foot, Spreading the News
So… so bright out there. Conditions are ripe, tumescent almost, for me to run a few errands on foot. ON FOOT. This is the most beautiful thing about this little house that I am about to vacate, move out of, as soon as next week. Location location location. I’m tossing it to the wind…but notContinue reading “On Foot, Spreading the News”
Walking III
Invention idea We really need some kind of body wearable signals, like cars, bikes, etc…for traffic regulation. You going to cross the street suddenly? You moving, leaning to the left for passing? or right? are you going to move to the bike lane? the yards? what? where are you going? which street are you taking?Continue reading “Walking III”
