Friday, January 12, 2007
New Year's
I, too, have really missed reading the blogs and I hope that all of us will make a renewed effort to start writing more again. I know that around the end of the semester I quit writing almost completely. Strangely, I found that the more scholarly-type writing I did for my classes, the harder it was for me to tear off a rollicking blog-riff using my imagination. I'm starting to maybe believe in the whole right-brain, left-brain thing. Anyway, I realized that I had nothing to say of any interest to anyone, and that scared me.
So, I started substitute teaching. Well, actually, I started subbing because I'm a poor grad student and a money whore - this is true - I, this very evening, actually secretly considered the idea of calling the medical testing number after seeing their commercial offering from $1,000 - $4,000.
Since I've been subbing for the past 2 days (I'm an old, cagey veteran now), I have some thoughts to share with all of you. One, this is good for me because I make a few bucks, and every time I think about how hard grad school is and how I don't know if I can make it, I just need to go in to sub and ask myself if I *really* want the alternative. Also, it gives me some good fodder for the weekly blogging, including this anecdote.
I was covering for a freshman geography class yesterday, and there was this squirrely, scrawny little wiseacre who was playing his PSP all during class instead of working on his map of Africa. I talked with him a few times in friendly manner, but I wasn't able to truly convince him that he should shift his priorities and put the map of Africa on the top of the list, subordinating the handheld video game playing. Then, at a time when everyone else was miraculously quiet and working, he apparently looked at the board where a girl from a previous class had written "Happy Birthday Robyn, 15" and he screwed up his face in puzzlement. Then he vocalizes loudly, and I quote:
"WHO IS ROB-EYE-AN ?"
That's the future of America, folks. It's good that you know this now so you aren't disappointed later.
Finally, I'd like to add that, man, angels are HOT and NAKED. And, I'm still lamenting the fact that 2 of our very best friends are absconding with themselves to Houston, leaving us sad and lonely. Sad for us... so very sad. But happy for them... so very happy. ¶ 7:19 PM
So, I started substitute teaching. Well, actually, I started subbing because I'm a poor grad student and a money whore - this is true - I, this very evening, actually secretly considered the idea of calling the medical testing number after seeing their commercial offering from $1,000 - $4,000.
Since I've been subbing for the past 2 days (I'm an old, cagey veteran now), I have some thoughts to share with all of you. One, this is good for me because I make a few bucks, and every time I think about how hard grad school is and how I don't know if I can make it, I just need to go in to sub and ask myself if I *really* want the alternative. Also, it gives me some good fodder for the weekly blogging, including this anecdote.
I was covering for a freshman geography class yesterday, and there was this squirrely, scrawny little wiseacre who was playing his PSP all during class instead of working on his map of Africa. I talked with him a few times in friendly manner, but I wasn't able to truly convince him that he should shift his priorities and put the map of Africa on the top of the list, subordinating the handheld video game playing. Then, at a time when everyone else was miraculously quiet and working, he apparently looked at the board where a girl from a previous class had written "Happy Birthday Robyn, 15" and he screwed up his face in puzzlement. Then he vocalizes loudly, and I quote:
"WHO IS ROB-EYE-AN ?"
That's the future of America, folks. It's good that you know this now so you aren't disappointed later.
Finally, I'd like to add that, man, angels are HOT and NAKED. And, I'm still lamenting the fact that 2 of our very best friends are absconding with themselves to Houston, leaving us sad and lonely. Sad for us... so very sad. But happy for them... so very happy. ¶ 7:19 PM
