Via That Tuba player, Octavia Butler has passed away. Octavia Butler was one of the first “real” writers I ever met. She came to speak when I was an undergrad at Norfolk State and our honors seminar was on violence and retribution. We read Parable of the Sower, and it was my first encounter with… Continue reading she will be missed
The answer: the way that you feel after you’ve run ten miles and then sat at your desk, first IMing with an exam committee member for over an hour, then writing a rec letter to support the nomination of a prof for a teaching award, then overhauling a unit assignment sheet for your research writing… Continue reading what is STIFF?
Well, most of it I won’t talk about, I guess. The stuff I can talk about: I’m losing one of my best friends today. We said goodbye last night in the only way we know how; B went to help move the heavy stuff, and I stood around feeling sorry for myself as her house… Continue reading how this day has been crap
As a runner, I will *never* be able to pull off shoes like these. Not only would my usually-cranky and on-the-verge-of-arthritic toe joints complain voraciously about such confining straps, but my arches and heels would protest the lack of cushion and the (very minimal) rise. Further, my feet would be *ugly* in such shoes. It’s… Continue reading :shudder to think::
Two problems stymie (gah. Moveable Type needs spell check!!) me as I *really* *really* try to do this exam prep business. The first: I cannot quit adding crap to my lists (no! none if it is crap!! but y’all know what I mean!!). I keep coming across great stuff that I feel like I cannot… Continue reading cruel irony
…to teach Hannah how to play “Heart and Soul” on the piano. She plays it constantly now…and I want to heave my piano into the bushes out front. Time for her to get some “real” piano lessons, I suppose.
A small boy sits on my couch and watches Sesame Street. He and his baby sister come to my house two days a week so their mom can study. He eats Corn Pops from a small ziploc. He says to me, “Emily [baby sister] can’t eat Corn Pops.” Except he transposes the first letters of… Continue reading a funny