Five minutes later she raises her hand and says "Mr. J, I found it. It says it's a castrated bull. But I don't know what castrated means."
"Thanks, Amanda," I say. "So a bullock is a type of bul-"
"Wait, Mr. J! I can look up castrated!"
"No Amanda, that's really alright."
"But Mr. J! You say we're always supposed to look it up!"
I've been working on a YouTube channel where I present videos about teaching as well as brain based psychology (eg. why commercials work even when they make no sense).
Work has made me busy so I don't meet up with my friends as often as I'd like, but I treasure that time greatly.
I also have world champion level hugging skills.
That enthusiasm prompts people to think I'm gay. I don't know what that's about...
2. My sketch pad
3. My iPod (I do a lot of travel and nothing beats hours of free podcasts)
4. A job I love.
5. Debate. I love good conversation.
6. My pancreas.
I am mostly who I say I am with details changed only for anonymity. But we will never meet.