I think it is safe to say I cannot stand grading. The idea of it makes me sick. It feels like i am forcing writers to adhere to strict protocols that, while in some way bettering their writing, kills their creativity. Maybe this is tied to the fact that students today write to the rubric. I wrote away from the rubric. I wrote around it and often completely over it.
I’m also kind of over the blog today.
Some Thoughts:
- I am kind of relishing my role as hype man on the youth football squad. I like getting those kids pumped up.
- I liked Iron Fist less…
- The whole thing felt like it was staged to introduce their take on the Hellcat character. How very ‘Agents of Shield’ of you.
- My kids follow me around. Cool. Except, if I don’t go to a room where there is entertainment, I am entertainment.
- I am going bald a lot faster than I thought I would. Damn you, stress.
- Trump.
- As weird as it sounds, a cat licking your hair is as nice as a really pricey scalp massage. My cat used to do that before she died.
- Another fun fact about me: I love water best when it is hot.
- Okay, that is 10… minutes