A Most Important Day
I Just Want to Sleep
I woke up the other morning at my usual time for a weekday, sometime around 5:30. I don’t like that I have to get up that early, but my body has adjusted, and I don’t even need an alarm clock anymore.
Like I usually do, I headed right for the computer. I don’t even try to pretend to be anything other than obsessed with e-mail and social networking. It’s easier to admit you are a geek than to make up excuses to deny the fact.
So I logged into Facebook and started checking out what my friends had posted through the night. Thanks to the aforementioned geekdom and my big family and assorted other connections, I have a lot of friends on there.
At the top of my list was a post from one of the college students I knew from my last job. I like keeping in touch with them for many different reasons.
She also had just woken up. However, her status bemoaned being up “in the middle of the night.”
I had to laugh. I had totally forgotten that my usual wakeup time is an ungodly hour for so many people. I had forgotten that my college self would never believe that 5:30 a.m. would be a familiar time of day in the future.
Book Review: Everything Changes
ITEOTWAWKI: Coming to My Senses
Goodbye to a Righteous Dude
Like most of my friends growing up, I went to private school all the way through high school. I never got to appreciate the concept of wearing comfortable clothes to class until I got to college.
I thankfully had a very important window into life at public schools, however. For better or for worse, everything I ever learned about public education came from John Hughes movies.
Hughes died on Thursday, leaving a legacy of pop culture which extends far beyond teaching private school kids like me that sometimes you were graded in gym for very important dances and the true meaning of the Laffer Curve and voodoo economics.
Book Review: I Love You, Beth Cooper
I’m a Weiner
Porch Rat
I have two distinct memories of the first time we saw the house we now live in. Maria and I had spent the day looking at some houses we didn’t really like before we headed to the final house on our tour.
I will never forget how I felt when I saw an entire wall of built-in bookshelves in the living room. Both of us love books, and that feature really stood out. We have taken advantage of that space over the years.
But the other thing I remember hit me as soon as we got out of the car. The house had a huge porch shaded by two big trees.
Jackpot.