Sunday, January 31, 2010
Friday, January 29, 2010
It's not really my favorite. In fact, I hate it. I ran into a regular student a few days after a class visitation, and without bringing up the subject, she volunteered that everyone in her class began making fun of me as soon as I exited the room.
"Everyone laughed at you when you left," she said as I stepped into the crowded elevator. "It was, like, so weird."
She was joking of course, but she confirmed my all along fears that I appear uncomfortable to students. Why else would she choose my one irrational weakness (besides zombies) to attack? I only have 15 classes to suffer through this Spring, two of which are at 7:45 in the sleepy-eyed morning. Suggestions? I've got the regular breathing thing down. I don't fidget, and I speak with authority, but inside, inside I am an anxious disaster. Sigh.
Friday, January 22, 2010
I'm only halfway through Sharlet's book. If it's worth having an opinion by the end, perhaps I'll bring it up again.
*In rereading my social capitalism post, I was pleased to see the irony of my mention of "the Fuhrer." The pieces are there. Shaping them into a greater picture is the challenge, and it takes time.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Do you ever want to choke people? I do. Sometimes I think I’d enjoy life better finger painting in a cave, my only possessions a club and bone flute. Naturally, I’d have to drag my girlfriend in there with me, but she’d adjust.
HEB (grocery store)
“Did you find everything okay?”
“Yes, thank you.”
“Would you like any of our basket items?”
“Everything’s just a dollar.”
Regal Arbor Theater
“Are you a Regal Card Club member?”
“That’ll be seven dollars.”
Regal Arbor Theater concessions counter
“I’ll have a 20oz bottle of water.”
“That’ll be four dollars and 25 cents.”
“Four dollars and 25 cents?!”
“Yeah, I think that’s our biggest rip off.”
Barnes and Noble
“Yes, I’ll have a large black coffee.”
“Would you like anything to eat with that, a cookie or a scone?”
“Are you a Barnes and Noble Card member?”
“Would you like to become one and save 10% on all your purchases?”
“Just give me the goddamned coffee or I’ll murder you.”
I didn’t actually say that last part, but my heart sang it.
Friday, January 8, 2010
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Anyway, I’m thirty, but twenty-nine was much worse. It was like spending a year slowly peeling off a Band Aid, and now that it’s gone, I realized that I wasted twelve months obsessing over the inevitable. I’m better now