Teaching can be planned and executed perfectly. The day can be incredibly smooth and worry free. If only that had happened today. It sounds like my teaching day was a complete disaster. That isn’t really true. It wasn’t horrible, it … Continue reading
When I started playing darts I didn’t think about the competitive aspect of it. I just wanted to play darts, meet people and drink beer. I am not even sure of the order of those priorities. Thanks to my diet, … Continue reading
It hasn’t been a warm summer where I live. I can’t really say I have minded. I don’t love hot weather, and am really more of a fall person. That being said, I recognize the need for a few hot … Continue reading
Finding the day’s Perfect Moment is sometimes hard. I couldn’t find one on Friday because my hellish commute home made me unwilling to search for it. It likely existed, but I was in no mood to ponder it. Saturday, while … Continue reading
Today’s Perfect Moment is an almost moment. Almost moments are when something almost happens, but doesn’t. In and around it you can see the potential, you can feel the electric charge and you can almost touch the anticipation. Maybe it … Continue reading
There is no greater moment for a teacher that to see a student succeed. Second to that, and the source of Today’s Perfect Moment, is when a student compliments your teaching. Your heart wells up, and you feel proud… and … Continue reading
It was an Italian restaurant, cleverly disguising itself as a bakery, with small tables in a series of rooms entered in from off the main street that I found myself and a friend in today. The workday was over, but … Continue reading
There are certain feelings that are hard to replicate. I’m not talking about love or anything like that–because I have been told eating chocolate comes pretty close. I’m talking about real, five senses kind of feelings; actual physical sensations. Here’s … Continue reading
Today’s plan had me popping around to a friend’s place for drinks and any merriment that might ensue. I had the person’s address and phone number, so I felt pretty confident that everything would work out well. The only problem … Continue reading
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