Thursday, March 12, 2009

It's All About YOU Now... [Please Comment!]

Over time this blog has evolved and transformed as these things are bound to do sometimes. Since you are the people who I'm really writing for, what would you like to see more of?

Poetry?
Doodles?
Songs?
Diary entries?
Random lists?
Faith posts?
Paintings?
Photographs?
Have other suggestions?

I crave your comments, so fire away!

Outside the Box

Here are some strange things I've seen around the piano lab this week:

  • A box with a shirt, tux, and a drill.
  • A bucket with sea salt and peanut butter
  • Horse riding magazines


I am fully perplexed.

Humhaw

I have been a bit out of sorts lately.

But I did manage to find a blog I like. It is awesomeness. Click here.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Interesting things I did today

  1. Sharpened a plastic pen with a little yellow hand pencil sharpener. The plastic was soft and came out in bits like the pencil shavings do, in little curls. Now I never have to click the pen to get it to write. I can just click it to annoy people.
  2. Click.
  3. Took a nap at my desk after teaching but before the meeting I had to take care of.
  4. Click.
  5. Heard some children say, "I am goingeth to doth bathroometh" "What are you doing?" "Talking like Romeo and Juliet." "What does doth mean?" "WE DON'T KNOW!!!"
  6. Click.
  7. Had my work computer yell at me for organizing my student's composition audio files onto the server space that's set aside in my name.
  8. Click.
  9. Managed to make it through the jungle my neighbor set up outside of his door and to my apartment. His jungle consists of: a broom, coal, shoes, big green potted plants, empty beer bottles, a cooler, an empty beer box, and a barbecue.
  10. You thought I was going to say click, didn't you?
  11. ....
  12. ......
  13. ........
  14. Click.

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Nobody Knows the Trouble I've Seen

Just more of me singing.

HAPPY INTERNATIONAL WOMEN'S DAY

I think the saddest thing about this holiday is that none of the women I talked to had ever heard about it.

There is something fundamentally tragic and deeply wrong with this.

Next year I will start raising awareness earlier, and maybe people in this country will 'get it.'