I’m one of you now!
I HATE fish. I hate looking at them, eating them, smelling them, talking about them, thinking about them. I spent sixty-minutes each day for a week hiding in the bathroom Read more…
I HATE fish. I hate looking at them, eating them, smelling them, talking about them, thinking about them. I spent sixty-minutes each day for a week hiding in the bathroom Read more…
The activity I did by myself this week, as part of the Solo Life, was a cooking class/dining experience at Bespoke Cuisine. I signed up for one of their Mix Read more…
Those poor saps coming for Thanksgiving today. Frozen pizza isn’t too much of a disappointing replacement for turkey, is it? All I have to say is that touching meat that Read more…
No piece of fruit is worth the amount of work it takes to eat this thing.
Though I’ve taught digital media in Chicago Public Schools for years, this is the first year I agreed to a full-time part-time position at a school (one class every day Read more…
I’ve had a few inquiries about the note that’s scratched out in the blog banner. It’s part of a journal entry from when I was sixteen. The entry starts: 7/17/97 Read more…