An archived stack of papers: 'Personal'

Double Bagging

In a stack of papers called Personal.

  • Feb
  • 20
  • 2007

Down at the local Costentino’s, I bought a bottle of wine, some chicken, dinner type stuff. I was supposed to get some artichokes, but they looked pretty beat up. Imagine artichokes cowering in the corner of the produce truck, beefsteak tomatoes looming over them, eggplants pushing up purple sleeves ready to throw the next round of punches.

Anyhow, most of the other ingredients I already... read more

Leadership Tag

In a stack of papers called Personal.

  • Feb
  • 07
  • 2007

After just about 2 years of blogging, I finally got hit with a meme (two, actually; more on the other one hopefully tomorrow). Rick Scheibner threw this my way: “What are seven qualities we don’t know about you that help you be a leader?” Yikes… Those that actually know me, if I’m full of it, call me on it.... read more

Books Of 2006

In a stack of papers called Personal.

  • Jan
  • 03
  • 2007

Continuing along the line of listing media, I’ve meant to list the books I read each year as a way to keep track of things. Of course, implicit here is that you will write your own and/or weigh in on the titles I list. What have you been reading?

For Work

The Scarlet Letter Siddhartha ... read more

Winter Media Consumption

In a stack of papers called Personal.

  • Jan
  • 01
  • 2007

Thinking back on Winter Holiday/Christmas Break, I realize that I ate through a whole bunch of media. I’ve been writing movie reviews over the past 7 or 8 months, but I didn’t write a review of everything I watched this break. This is an entry for me to remember what I’ve sat through the past 2 weeks.

Graded

2 sets of Weekly Write paragraphs 10 The... read more

Strange Christmas Gifts

In a stack of papers called Personal.

  • Dec
  • 23
  • 2006

I’m sure you’ve all gotten a gift for Christmas that’s odd. Bunny pajamas, a shirt you’d never wear, a CD in a musical style completely outside your listening habits, 6 loaves of fruitcake. These kinds of things find their... read more

NYC 2006

In a stack of papers called Personal.

  • Nov
  • 25
  • 2006

Touching down in New York, I gritted my teeth against the pain of another red-eye flight. Not that I’ve experienced many, but it only takes 1 or 2 to realize the pros and cons. Jane and I got off the plane, made our way down to baggage, and called Allison. Seconds later, she drove by and we hopped into the car to make our way into Brooklyn, starting our 4-day vacation.

Much later that day,... read more

JuCo

In a stack of papers called Personal.

  • Oct
  • 13
  • 2006

He teaches high school along with me and he also teaches a few classes at a local junior college. He has the types of conversations in his classroom that I always want to have. He’s the reason I teach “The Myth of Sisyphus,” a text that results in pushing my seniors to think a different way more than anything else I’ve tried so far. His ideas about texts continue to challenge me... read more

Get A Life

In a stack of papers called Personal.

  • May
  • 21
  • 2006

I drove out to West Valley College for the annual Run For Lupus, a 5k event in its 12th year. The Bay Area Lupus Foundation (BALF) appear to be doing good things, though I must admit that I don’t keep up on their progress. I know several people with lupus, arthritis, or cancer and curing these things seems like such an insurmountable feat. I get tired of reading... read more

Hopes And Dreams In Japan

In a stack of papers called Personal.

  • Apr
  • 25
  • 2006

While in Japan, someone asked me about the difference between “hope” and “dream.” I started off saying that “hope” typically is used for something you expect to happen. You hope for an end to hunger. You hope for the day you can see your long-lost relatives again. “Dream” is used to describe things that would be cool, but you don’t anticipate... read more

How Do You Know?

In a stack of papers called Personal.

  • Mar
  • 18
  • 2006

My parents are moving to Kauai soon. This morning, I drove over to help move junk from their house to a dumpster set up in their neighborhood, available certain weekends for free to all residents to fill. We took all kinds of things down there, some of them objects that I’ve seen sitting on the side of their house for decades.

But it was my old wagon that had the most impact on... read more