It’s Friday, y’all! And it’s the Friday in which Brutus earned his way into the 9th level of Hell! Here is a testament to my week. It all went downhill on Wednesday, hence the delay in posting a blog. As usual, I wrote a blog draft on the morning of Weekly Writing Wednesday, but I … Continue reading Beware the Ides of March
A QUESTION OF LANGUAGE My college students read an essay by Gloria Naylor entitled, “A Question of Language,” and I have several things to comment about this experience. The first is that hooray for me, I actually got my college students reading! Last semester I could have dropped my class into a pot … Continue reading I am Tiger
A Tale of a Nalgene I’ve been without my Nalgene for eleven days now, and I’m a pitiful case without it. Anyone who has ever seen me—like, on a bus or at school or in a RESTAURANT (it’s rather embarrassing to realize I’ve walked into an establishment that serves food and drink, and I … Continue reading Misconceptions and Considerations: Dearly Beloved H2O
I ought to write about my visit with Ketut Liyer. I went to Bali before I came back to America, and I admit, a large part of my decision stemmed from Liz Gilbert’s (surprise, surprise, Ms. I entitle my blog “Read, Play, Write” as a play on “Eat, Pray, Love”) story about the future-predicting Ketut … Continue reading Palm Reading and Hocus Pocus
An evening that I get home from work before midnight prompts a new blog. Hooray! (By the way, I have a job and I moved to Queenstown. ) No Surprise There Well, we all know it was only a matter of time before I joined a gym. (Today marks day 5 of being in Queenstown.) … Continue reading Pass me the Hokey Pokey
Today is Friday the 13th. How can one NOT write a blog on Friday the 13th? Well, perhaps one such as myself, who doesn’t have anything eerie to say, or anything that involves severed heads or people in hockey masks or even the good ol’ F.K. (Freddy Kruger, which reminds me of the nickname … Continue reading Friday the 13th: Ode to public toilets
So I just had to post this because, well, I had to. (This deals with my last blog, so if you haven’t read it, click here) My tennis partner arrived at the courts this morning and behold what she saw: Not even kidding. Continue reading Evidence
I disappeared for a while, and I apologize to my loyal fans who actually noticed (I heart you). What had happened was…I had to present some thesis material at my writing workshop, so I abandoned blogging in lieu of thesis work (what? where are my priorities! I know), and then I went out of town, … Continue reading Open letter to a D-bag
As I’m sure everyone lost sleep over the fact that today was my big race, I want you to rest assured that I did in fact make it. I ran –or more accurately, jogged slowly– the entire 13.1 miles in a little over two hours. “A little over two hours? You mean you don’t know exactly what your time was down to … Continue reading I made it! And now my legs can fall off in peace.
Running sucks. I’ve grown to have a love/hate relationship with it ever since graduating college, but it used to be pure hatred. “People are not meant to run!!” I’d feel like shouting to PE instructors, coaches, and friends who thought our bonding time would be best spent with me trying not to dry heave. I may be … Continue reading What’s that sound?
They Call Me Fushilou 