Boing!! Spring has sprung, finally! Up front I’ll confess I am not a fan of anything cold related, weather or otherwise — unless the coldness is associated with a frosty mug. Yea, yea, I know it’s great to have the 4 seasons and I really do appreciate the fall colors, the cute little prognosticating wooly …
I spend a lot of time in sporting venues. Truth be told I love sports of any kind, except soccer which is pretty much an unwatchable spectacle on any level. I don’t know, maybe its the bogus officiating that totally steams my bean. Soccer officials don’t throw flags for penalties — they pull color-coded cards …
I had a very cool English professor, Dr.T, who happened to be a hardcore Chaucer man. He taught my very first college writing class, a freshman course in composition. Dr. T also didn’t get that during my high school days I had been frequently side-tracked by a blond cheerleader, meaning I tragically missed the chapter …
I don’t mean to be insensitive or cynical about this, I really don’t, but can somebody please tell me why for the love of God must every single contestant appearing on every ponderous reality television show feel they are compelled to bawl and blubber on national television? You pick the reality show and straight-up snot-bubbling, …
Arlo Guthrie Most people probably remember good ole Arlo Guthrie stepping on stage at Woodstock and owning that little gathering of music lovers with his rendition of Coming Into Los Angeles. I loved the song, but more than the song, I vividly remember Arlo looking across the gathering in an awestruck way, grin and proclaim, …
Sooner or later it was inevitable that I find myself feeling obligated to offer up some explanation of why I blog and by extension, why now. I suppose some of my motivation is latent rebellion against my third grade teacher Miss Schnake (rhymes with hockey) and her incessant water-boarding technique of diagramming sentences and subject-verb …
I’ve been pushing back the frontiers of ignorance for a very long time now — 25 years and grinding. Sometimes you have to put your shoulder into it but intellectual light-bulbs still illuminate periodically and that keeps us coming back for more. I have often said I love teaching so much I would almost certainly …
