I’m done.
At least I’m done with the teaching. I turned the page on my last final today, which means my physical semester is over. I still have a few classes to grade out and some basic record keeping to get handled in order to close this thing out proper. But damn it feels good to be done.
Now what? Recharge for starters. I am crazy run down. I need time to relax, recharge, and get excited about teaching and writing again. Should it work out, maybe the tone of this blog changes. In truth, I need to continue to change and to prevent this level of drain from happening. It is no good for the heart or soul.
Some Thoughts:
- A cat’s tongue has more papillae than my hairbrush has bristles. Those barbs are responsible for that sandpaper feeling you get when a cat licks you. That being said, a cat’s lick is a sign of grooming, which is a clear sign of affection from a creature that often prefers not to be touched.
- Watching the Knicks play the Warriors is like watching a child try to box a grown man. 36 assists on the last 36 field goals. The Warriors are adding a degree of difficulty just to keep it interesting and still lead by 23.
- Some commercials make no sense. Instead they feel like a favor to an agent who needs a celebrity to get paid.