Tag: life

• So What Now?

  Feb 20

  I’ve always been a reflective one. Mostly introverted… which is, in my somewhat isolated opinion, weird for a hyperactive, over-caffeinated individual such as me. You’d think someone constantly vibrating at… more ›

• Operational Necessity

  Feb 20

  As a kid, I had a huge appetite. Historically speaking, most teenage boys eat more than their apparent capacity would suggest. Me? That has always been true—at pretty much every… more ›

• The Coffee Made Me Do It

  Feb 19

  I need to come clean. I didn’t mean to overindulge. Honest. No one ever wakes up and says,“Today feels like a ten–Reese’s kind of day.” And yet… here we are.… more ›

• A Conversation With Myself About Authenticity… Ain’t That the Realest Thing?

  Feb 18

  Over the years, I’ve sat through more workshops than I can count where the message was simple and bold: Be authentic. Be real. Be yourself. It’s the kind of advice… more ›

• To the Beat of the Hallways

  Feb 18

  Working at a school—regardless of your position—comes with its own brand of daily adventure.  Teachers plan lessons. Counselors balance emotions. Secretaries manage the pulse of the front office. Custodians keep… more ›

• Docket #021626: The Snack Accords v. The Traje De Charro

  Feb 16

  Your Honor, members of the jury, and all snacks and foods present by association: I submit to this court that I am not at fault. That I have always acted… more ›

• Just Like Hers

  Feb 16

  Funny how when you have a hankering for something, it doesn’t matter what else you have.If it’s not that one thing, you’re not satisfied.You’re left with just a little emptiness.… more ›

• 87 Octane, a Pull Cord, and Chlorophyll

  Feb 15

  Mowing the lawn. When I do it routinely — in season — it’s therapeutic. And yes, at my age, the body pays for it with soreness for a couple of… more ›

• Two Circles, Different Paths… and Me Here with My Coffee

  Feb 15

  Snack time.Blood sugar dipping.Logic fading.Philosophy rising. I’m standing in the kitchen, cabinet door open, staring into the abyss like it owes me answers. And all I can think about… is… more ›

• When the Monkeys in My Head Won’t Lay Off the Caffeine

  Feb 14

  I am a creative. A creative is someone whose brain refuses to run on standard issue. Creatives run on different batteries. We have our own alternative fuel. We don’t keep… more ›

• Somewhere Between

  Feb 14

  There is a quiet moment each night that almost no one talks about. You lie in bed. The room is dark, except for the faint glow sneaking in around the… more ›

• Got a Minute?

  Feb 14

  Conversations can be a source of great entertainment.And sometimes great discomfort. I’ve had the dubious distinction of experiencing both — sometimes in the same day, often back to back, and… more ›

• Rules for Thee (But Not for Me)

  Feb 13

  There’s a fascinating social experiment happening in plain sight: the same adults who enforce the rules are often the most creative at bending them. Somewhere between “Follow the directions” and… more ›

• Still, I Walk 

  Feb 9

  There are many who move through the world carrying more than they reveal. You pass them every day—at stoplights, in hallways, in quiet moments of laughter that arrive right on… more ›

• Like Molding Clay, But With Words Instead

  Feb 5

  When I first started my blog, I had a very clear vision for it. It was going to be my place to offer observations, rapid reactions to issues in education,… more ›