In the final weeks of the year, commentators and pundits took it upon themselves to pass judgement on the premature memory of the year 2011. This was apparently an attempt at the first draft of history, to be among the first to highlight the events that the world will remember for decades or centuries to come. While I can’t say whether the world will find significance in Fukushima or Kim...
The eagerness to end my reading sabbatical was matched only by the pursuit of my first book in some three months. The majority of my student teaching tenure found me far too preoccupied to give any attention to my most beloved of pastimes. It was with envy that I watched my roommate triumph over one book after another while my library sat in a terrible purgatory, none knowing whether they would...
Year of the Bee
On Monday I finally worked up the energy to go and see if my bees were still thriving through the harsh Wisconsin winter. Whitney and I trudged through a few hundred yards of knee-deep snow to my distant, lingering hive. During the struggling hike, I kept hedging my bets, suggesting that there was a good chance my bees were dead, since I really didn’t know how strong the hive was or if they...
It’s quite a dream come true for a kid to grow up across the street from his grandparents. You know when Mom and Dad get aggravated or boring that you can run across the road and be entertained by Grandpa and Grandma. I don’t think growing up that I really fully appreciated the extent to which you and Grandma spoiled us. Somehow I did figure out that I was more likely to get cookies or...
Not an Update
Apparently there exists a universal expectation that if you have a blog, you’re supposed to update it. So I’m getting poked and prodded by people who clearly need another hobby to write something new here. So it’s been five months since I updated this. I don’t think I even feel bad about that. I may not even feel anything. This website is squarely in the middle of my...
It’s difficult to deal with going to college for the third time. Something about the third-go-‘round makes you feel like you don’t have your life in order. When you’re 25-years-old and still trying to figure out what you’re going to do for a career while racking up student loan debts, you start to wonder if you’re living a bit too impulsively. But at the same...
Calvin made a profound impression on me. He didn’t know it and certainly never will. In fact, right now, he couldn’t care less. There’s a good chance he’s already erased me from his memory. But I don’t think I’ll forget Calvin any time soon. He’s not the kind of person you would expect to alter your outlook on your future. Calvin is five years old. He has...
I don’t understand the American vacation. The average employed worker has just over two weeks of paid vacation a year (statistics say 13 days, to be exact). So two and a half weeks would make a dandy little vacation but who actually takes all their vacation days at once? You have to take off at least eight or ten Fridays a year, right? You’re lucky if you even get a full week for a...
Why I Write
I haven’t updated this website in around four months. That’s one-third of an entire year. Has nothing happened or crossed my mind that is worth writing about? Well, I received a few complaints about my laziness, which I cooly brushed off. I had all but given up on the idea of maintaining a “blog” or any other form of internet-published text. When some behind-the-scenes...