30 April 2020: Got genuinely teary watching this video.
“...and bring us back together when the day is done.”
Also check out this great little piece from CBS This Morning.
Thursday, April 30, 2020
Wednesday, April 29, 2020
A genuine WHOOP...
29 April 2020: "Wipeout Revival Hits TBS, Balls and All"
This headline made me WHOOP with joy. (I am a person with *diverse* tastes.)
True story: last weekend, I noticed that a local station is airing reruns at 2:00 a.m. on Sunday mornings. I immediately set the DVR to record them all. So, I think I made this happen?
This headline made me WHOOP with joy. (I am a person with *diverse* tastes.)
True story: last weekend, I noticed that a local station is airing reruns at 2:00 a.m. on Sunday mornings. I immediately set the DVR to record them all. So, I think I made this happen?
Tuesday, April 28, 2020
Thanks, tall dude!
28 April 2020: Today was a weirdly hard day. Nothing dramatic...just very few pure moments of happy and lots of moments of frustration or gloom. (Another cloudy/rainy day didn't help.)
But there was one great moment that took place during my now fortnightly* trip to the grocery store: a genuine firefighter (judging by what his t-shirt said) reached up on a high shelf for me and got me the specific kind of chocolate I couldn't reach. Talk about a hero!
*fun to bust out a pretentious word I remember learning when I was like seven and have never had a genuine occasion to use.
But there was one great moment that took place during my now fortnightly* trip to the grocery store: a genuine firefighter (judging by what his t-shirt said) reached up on a high shelf for me and got me the specific kind of chocolate I couldn't reach. Talk about a hero!
*fun to bust out a pretentious word I remember learning when I was like seven and have never had a genuine occasion to use.
Monday, April 27, 2020
"Wicked Love"
27 April 2020:
"You said I think too much
You said I always mess it up
It was so easy to believe
I've always said the same things
Stay out, honey, I can see you're wicked
And I don't want your wicked love
Don't need what makes me feel addicted
I don't want your wicked love"
These days, I often find my mental powers quite depleted by early in the evening. So, I am okay with letting music do the talking...
"You said I think too much
You said I always mess it up
It was so easy to believe
I've always said the same things
Stay out, honey, I can see you're wicked
And I don't want your wicked love
Don't need what makes me feel addicted
I don't want your wicked love"
These days, I often find my mental powers quite depleted by early in the evening. So, I am okay with letting music do the talking...
Sunday, April 26, 2020
A little note...
26 April 2020: Found a little note at the end one of my YA Lit student's projects. Made me smile.
The project is pretty cool, by the way, reassuring me that this isn't just about trying to get a good grade. She's created a board game based on Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe.
The project is pretty cool, by the way, reassuring me that this isn't just about trying to get a good grade. She's created a board game based on Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe.
Saturday, April 25, 2020
Friday, April 24, 2020
Virtual Happy Hour
24 April 2020: Celebrated the end of the craziest and toughest academic year of my life today by raising a glass with Tim, Carrie, James, Carrie, and Kevin over Zoom. I mean, there's still a lot of grading left to do, but simply getting to the end of classes feels like a tiny triumph worth celebrating.
Hang Up and Listen
[Catch-up post]
23 April 2020: I am not sure how I missed posting yesterday. I think I just took my eyes off my to-do list. I would also throw some blame at man responsible for Lysol having to issue a statement about it not being safe to inject their products into your body. Dear Lord.
But I want to give a little shout-out to the dudes who host the Hang Up and Listen podcast at Slate. There are no sports right now, which is a bummer, but these guys keep the top-notch content coming. The two "Afterballs" on this week's episode--one a genuinely thrilling recounting of Stefan's kid's online Scrabble tournament and the other a heck of a micro-story about a 1920s boxer--were flat-out delightful.
23 April 2020: I am not sure how I missed posting yesterday. I think I just took my eyes off my to-do list. I would also throw some blame at man responsible for Lysol having to issue a statement about it not being safe to inject their products into your body. Dear Lord.
But I want to give a little shout-out to the dudes who host the Hang Up and Listen podcast at Slate. There are no sports right now, which is a bummer, but these guys keep the top-notch content coming. The two "Afterballs" on this week's episode--one a genuinely thrilling recounting of Stefan's kid's online Scrabble tournament and the other a heck of a micro-story about a 1920s boxer--were flat-out delightful.
Wednesday, April 22, 2020
Zoom crasher...
22 April 2020: First attempt at a synchronous class today--an optional review session for my ENGL 204 course. Went pretty well until somebody crashed it. Actually, the students were like, "We want to see him!"
Tuesday, April 21, 2020
Quarantine Care-package...
21 April 2020: Care packages from good friends (in this case, Heather) look very different these days, but these contents make me very happy.
Monday, April 20, 2020
At the end of my commute...
20 April 2020:
Look at that little face waiting for me to come downstairs, pretending she doesn't care.
Look at that little face waiting for me to come downstairs, pretending she doesn't care.
Sunday, April 19, 2020
Good Girls
19 April 2020: I was looking for something new to watch that wasn't too intense or heavy. I started Good Girls today and, so far, it's hitting the spot. Of course, the show takes on some serious topics (lack of decent health care for children, for instance), but it's also funny and binge-able with three amazing female leads. It'll do.
Saturday, April 18, 2020
Alumni Weekend 2020
18 April 2020: A different kind of Alumni Weekend this year, but I still celebrated with my favorite crew from the Class of 99.
Friday, April 17, 2020
"No One Has To Know"
17 April 2020: What a week. Found myself looking for the "just right" thing to watch tonight as I try to pretend Friday night's mean anything these days. Finally decided to start the last three episodes of The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel that I've been sitting on since December. And darn it if this little number didn't break my heart (in a good way?).
Thursday, April 16, 2020
Remembering Mr. Vogel...
16 April 2020:
The other day, one of my best friends lost her father. I can't imagine what this must be like, especially with the world the way it is right now. It is keeping me from being there for her and paying my respect in the usual way. But I've been thinking about him and her and sending them so much love.
Mr. Vogel was a great man. My favorite thing about him was how much he loved his daughter. And, of course, how much she loved him back. It was just delightful to see it.
He really struggled in the end, with dementia taking so much away. But I told her I was sure he always knew how much she loved him right back. I don't think he could have asked for a better daughter, which is, in itself, a tribute to him.
I spent some lovely time at their house in Cape Cod years ago, times I will always cherish. In fact, when I want to find some peace, sometimes I think about the picture above, taken from their back deck. I had that experience because of Mr. Vogel and the kind of man he was. A hard worker, a family man, a generous and kind man. What a blessing he was to the world.
Mr. Vogel was a great man. My favorite thing about him was how much he loved his daughter. And, of course, how much she loved him back. It was just delightful to see it.
He really struggled in the end, with dementia taking so much away. But I told her I was sure he always knew how much she loved him right back. I don't think he could have asked for a better daughter, which is, in itself, a tribute to him.
I spent some lovely time at their house in Cape Cod years ago, times I will always cherish. In fact, when I want to find some peace, sometimes I think about the picture above, taken from their back deck. I had that experience because of Mr. Vogel and the kind of man he was. A hard worker, a family man, a generous and kind man. What a blessing he was to the world.
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