walked out this afternoon ... down the
bike trail to butterfield and back ... not too cold ... but the
wind was kind of harsh on the way down ... better on the return
... passed a man with a little black dog and wondered if there
were any coyotes around ... none to be seen
cat was happy
to stay home in her brand new bag ...
seeing that this is the first weekend
of the new quarter, i'm not buried under a heap of paper & i'm
reading a little for pleasure (what's that) ... finally getting
around to greg kot's very readable Wilco: Learning How to Die
... just up to where Uncle Tupelo breaks up ... lots of verities
about how hard it is to keep any band together ... good book that
would be more useful with an index &
... pharmaceutical spam has really got my number
is uncle tupelo not wilco ... just goes to show
how tired i was last night ... i was a weary dude ... but i'm
doing better today thanks
yesterday and today i had to trade my
afternoon sophomores for the company of colleagues as we continue
to hammer out the various UbD curriculum plans for the department
... i missed the sophs ... and it's pretty funny/scarey being
trapped for three hours in a room full of english teachers ...
and missed posting here yesterday
because the semester's end has taken a toll ... i'm not sick but
i am tired ... need a vacation ... but the weekend will do ...
at least i do not yet have a mountain of paper to process
not the best start for a new semester
... barely an adequate one ... but tomorrow is another day ...