I hate this quote. I hate it, and I hate admitting that it might just be true.
I teach. Not all the time, although I’d like to get back to the point where it is all the time, but enough to call myself a teacher without feeling like a complete fraud. A good friend, supposedly in [...]
Posts Tagged ‘bgf’
“Those who can, do. Those who can’t, teach.” WTF, George Bernard Shaw?
Posted in Learning to be, tagged bgf, teaching, writing on September 20, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Fancy meeting you here!
Posted in Learning to be, tagged bgf, dozer, seattle, tank on September 18, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Unfortunately, when it’s been almost a year since updating your blog, things kind of change. For instance, I no longer have Dozer. It was actually a very long time ago that she went to live with her brother, Wilson, at the BGF’s house. I’m sure she’s much happier there, but now she’s about 3,000 miles [...]
Who, me? Crazy? No way.
Posted in Yaddah yaddah, tagged bgf, bugs, dozer, farting, norman, tank on September 19, 2008 | 1 Comment »
With the upcoming arrival of my sister to town and living with me I’ve been thinking of all the things that will have to change in my house now that I have a roommate again. After living with the BGF and her husband for two years I had trained myself not to do many of [...]
Identity Crisis
Posted in Learning to be, tagged bgf, moving, nursery, paper, plants, teaching, virginia, writing on August 13, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Anyone who knows me pretty well also knows that every few months I have an identity crisis. I’m not sure why. Whatever the reason, I go into freak-out mode and start looking for jobs in new fields in new cities, new states, and occasionally new countries (teaching English in Saudi Arabia, anyone?). [...]
