Back

Back from the AP Reading in Kentucky.  Would blog more about it, but since someone got booted for blogging more about it, I'll have to button my lip.  I may have said too much already.

Going to work to asses the damage...or the success left by my substitute.

More later.

Glee

One of my senior classes officially just made my day:  over half of them (albeit quietly) sang along to "Don't Stop Believin'" while they worked on their poetry assignment.

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FYI:  was told long ago that the song was actually called "Streelight People".  In this case, I should have stopped.  Believin'.

Hipsters.

List*: Our Cat's Aliases

Cat

Kitty

Noles
Lil Miss

Mightybite

Bitey McToiletfeet

Sweetface Killah

Fucker

*Thank you, McSweeney's.

YOU are the Man Behind the Curtain

On Senior Project presentations:

Student:  "Why did you make us think that it was like, such a big deal?  Like, dang.  We got all stressed out for nothing.  It was so easy!"

Me, amused:  "Maybe because you were prepared?"

I...What?

How is the girl who needs to be tested for special ed being evaluated by the person who sent this email?

Appreciate your input in the areas of attention and handwriting.  How are skills in these areas and any concerns?  Need this to determine if an additional rating scale is warranted.

Once again I count myself lucky/priveleged/wise to have worked so hard on my communication skills.  That's not to say I don't screw it up royally from time to time, but I like to think people can understand me.