Wow, do I hate the end of the quarter. Every year I swear that I’m not going to let the work overload me, but every year each quarter’s end finds me clawing at the last shreds of sanity as I try to conquer the piles of paper on my desk. Grades are due tomorrow, and I only have a couple more grades to enter into the grading program. If you hear a cheer float by your ear (there’s a cheer in my ear … or a tear in my beer?), that’d be me proclaiming to the world that I’ve won the war. Continue reading “Time flies … and sanity diminishes”
In for the long haul
Contractor update: Still waiting. Insert MP3 of crickets chirping here.
On the plus side, however, we have a new door to our garage. Previously we had a plywood door that made a satisfying SLAM when it closed — satisfying, that is, if I was angry about something. The sound was not so satisfying when the kids decided to play a game that involved Spider-Man (or whatever character) going in and out of the garage in quest of the latest Bad Guy. Nothin’ like a Saturday afternoon of BAM … BAM … BAM! Continue reading “In for the long haul”
The generation gap
I teach a cinema class at my high school, and it’s always interesting to watch the reaction that they have to movies that are widely considered “classics” — that is, movies that appear on the American Film Institute’s Top 100 list. There are some movies that I absolutely love that will bomb with them. Rear Window is one of them. I think just watching Jimmy Stewart on screen with Grace Kelly is entertainment for a couple hours. My students, however, grow bored with the slow pace and lack of scene changes with the film and it ends up being one of the worst rated movies by them. Besides, when modern remakes come out that are better able to hold their attention, like Disturbia, is there a point to watching the oldies? I seem to think there is. But then again, I’m old. Older than they are, anyway. Continue reading “The generation gap”
Did you hear something yesterday?
If you did, then it was the BIG sigh of relief that occurred after we had our umpteenth contractor out to take a look at our remodeling job. If our original contractor wouldn’t have dumped us, this would have been done by now. I kind of feel like a jilted bride who’s starting to date again. Such strange men! All these promises, but major commitment problems! Continue reading “Did you hear something yesterday?”