In further proof my life is a sit-com, I have a confession to make: I was humiliated by poop. It nearly cost me my job. I shit you not. That’s right. I was laid low by a turd. Turd is a bad word. Who knew? And it’s all Jeff Goldblum’s fault. You know the guy. … More Jeff Goldblum is Watching You Poop
I received a copy of Scott King’s THE 5 DAY NOVEL as a Christmas gift, although I just got around to reading it. So while I sat and read at Panera Bread, it was Christmas in summertime for me. Loved this book and it has inspired me to work smarter, not harder.
WTF America? As a nation, we have lost our sense of humor. Any of the following sound familiar? Bosses who are politically motivated. Henchmen from Human Resources. A P.C. culture run amok. Perceived threats of litigation looming like boogie-men—er, my bad–boogie persons instilling lower-level supervisors with paranoia. Self-aggrandizing middle-management. Dr. Evil behind every corner. No, … More No Joking…Not a Tee, a Hee, or a Ha!
So we’re heading into drinking season–starting with Cinco de Mayo and rolling through Labor Day. Of course, for some of us, it’s always drinking season. But don’t let the foggy brain get the best of you. Writer’s block is often times a by-product of over-indulgence. Unless you’re Hemmingway. Or your liver is your bitch. But … More Freewrite Friday’s Funky Five – May 2017
The first time I heard the Latin phrase, in loco parentis, it was in response to my objections that the principal breathalyzed students as they walked into prom. I was in my twentieth year of teaching at the time.
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