Open document, check word count.
Check your email.
Check Facebook, while there, have conversations with your friend who you just saw at a party, your niece, and your student teacher
No, no fostering puppies this week.
Pinterest. Oh pin pin pin. Crap, teacher’s blogs. . . you need to work on this paper.
Check school email to see if paper is due in the a.m. or p.m.
answer three emails.
Oh! Ten o’clock, The Newsroom is on.
Yah, you can write with this in the background.
Or blog, you can blog.
Check back to your paper between The Newsroom and True Blood.
True Blood, oh you’ve never watched that. Vampires, they’re not annoying Twilight Vampires are they?
Ha, funny, a hate group of mixed race where every one hates vampires. Clever.
Paper. Yah, that new paragraph sucks.
Erase whole new paragraph.
Decide your muse takes a break on Sundays. Set alarm for five. am.
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Dear 2012 Presidential Candidates,
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There’s a mememe going around Facebook tonight, and I thought I might just play along… I’m doing it here — not in my notes on Facebook because, well my post count is decidedly low these days.
So apparently, don’t take too long to think about it. Fifteen authors who’ve influenced you and that will always stick with you. List the first fifteen you can recall in no more than fifteen minutes.
ready – go –
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
- Kurt Vonnegut
- Sylvia Plath
- Madeline L’engle
- Barbara Kingsolver
- Bill Shakespeare
- Harper Lee
- Ken Kesey
- John Irving
- Roddy Doyle
- Alice Walker
- Henry David Thoreau
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
- Mark Twain (even if Irving said he didn’t like him).
- Frank O’Hara
That’s a pretty sweet list- that takes me from Elementary school to modern day, and all those authors showed up at different stages of my learning and teaching. To be honest, I rambled off the first thirteen in three minutes and the last two took another four or five on their own.
As promised, Haiku
Ode to a pinched nerve in my neck-
I think the world needs
to lay off me, when I have
shit that must be done.
So, I read an article- and got inspired. Handed the article to Russ, he not so much inspired, but game.
Monday, we give up TV for five days – and – and – and internet. And Droids too. It’s just there is so much tv and computer us in this house. It’s summer, we’re busy every weekend from here till after Labor day – so I’m thinking, why should we spend our weekdays locked in a relationship with TV and Blogs.
And I have no intention on giving up TV or my laptop or my Droid forever, I’m just looking for a little different take on life next week.
- No TV, No Netflix, No DVD’s for -grownups or children.
- Russ will use the computer for work, but only during work hours. No programing after dinner
- I will give myself an hour a day after babies are in bed to email for work, and pay bills, and acomplish other household tasks.
- Droids should only be used for person to person contact, no FB, no sneaking the SCOTUS blog or KitchnTherapy.
- If I have time left in my hour, I will blog, otherwise, all blogging will be done in pen and paper, and posted Saturday.
So yah, more intentions – we shall see.