My Crimea |
Amidst the pile of books waiting to be read, I thought instead of the summer when I vacationed in Sevastopol with my mother and aunt. I remembered walking along the Soviet harbor with them, the ...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Oct 2007 22:06:00 GMT |
feeling generous |
Would it be wrong of me to give all my students As? I hear there's plan B, but plan A is fullproof.
Posted by on Wed, 01 Nov 2006 23:40:00 GMT |
there's this tree |
There's this tree that I pass almost daily. Its an ordinary tree, a live oak, larger than normal, but still a tree. To the right is the large geyser fountain. Each time I walk by thi...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Oct 2006 19:49:00 GMT |
public service announcement |
I've been thinking about punctuation lately (except for now, I've just been distracted by the shadow of my upright lamp; it looks like a uterus). As a self-appointed language watchdog, I like to...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Aug 2006 21:04:00 GMT |
Metamorphosis |
Looking up from my computer, I saw a large spot on my wall that began to move. It was making its way slowely but surely towards my mouth or my ear, I'm sure of this. It was a water bug (wh...
Posted by on Sat, 06 May 2006 23:37:00 GMT |
I protest |
With protest in the air, I thought about ways in which one can voice dissent. You can burn bras, rip photographs, place your body in front of tanks or you can just smell bad.
Wh...
Posted by on Wed, 03 May 2006 20:37:00 GMT |
telepathy and perception |
&nbs..
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Posted by on Thu, 27 Apr 2006 22:37:00 GMT |
