Heading back to my hometown for a few weeks in late June and early July. My itinerary isn't solid yet, and I'm still not sure where I'll stay. I am sure that I'll be returning to the sticks to work at least another school year.
I guess I'm just feeling a few pangs of nostalgia and homesickness. There's very little to do up here on the mesa other than curse the laginess of my Netflix.
So I've been yearning to do all the cool things in Tucson that I mostly ignored when I lived there. I'd love to enjoy a cozy dinner-for-two at The Melting Pot fondue restaraunt if it still exists. Or go hiking through Sabino Canyon in the early morning to beat the crowds and the heat. Or drop in on Laffs comedy club with no idea who's performing that night (I did that about 7 years ago and saw an obscure but very funny ventriloquist named Jeff Dunham.)
My transience makes me a poor long-term prospect, but I'm good for a night of simple adventure and intricate conversation. Drop me a line if you're interested.
I've recently undergone a significant transition in my life that involved pulling up most of my roots, ending a decade-long relationship, and moving out into a town that consists entirely of a High School and a Gas station.
It's been an unexpectedly interesting series of adjustments, but the small class sizes and simple educational environment make it ideal place for me to do some growing in my early years as a teacher. I've already gained a great deal more in basic skills than I ever could in the stressful, crowded classrooms I encountered back in the city.
But it is really lonely and isolated out here. It'd be nice if I had some adults to talk to about just about anything other than how the new crazy, testing schedule is screwing up my plans.
I have to actively remind myself that I have life goals beyond grading papers in front of Netflix.
Math Teacher. I've been tricking my students from time to time without being unfair, or cruel. Eventually, they'll learn not to trust anything I say. By then, I'll have taught them more about the nature of Science than my public school education ever taught me.
Turns out that Teacher-ing (not quite the same thing as teaching) is really really difficult and time consuming. 12-hour days and 20 hour weekends are par for the course, it seems. Hoping this gets better after I've got a year or two under my belt. In the meantime, I'm inexplicably losing 4 pounds a week. I've been joking that my students must be literally sucking the life out of me ;)
The preceding paragraphs are from a few years ago, but a lot of it still applies. Except for the weight loss, unfortunately. I have taken up running in order to fight the Blerch and I hope to be trained up enough to enter into my first half-marathon by the spring.
Too humble to commit to thinking I'm really good at anything, except maybe story telling, which I do have a natural gift for.
But like all Super-Powers, this gift comes with a powerful weakness: I lack the ability to remember if I've ever told you guys this story before.
Or to stop myself if it's not really appropriate to get into it right now.
That's why my really good friends know to be a bit rude to me when they need to.
I promise that my circumlocutions are neither an affectation nor are they intentionally obfuscatory.
Except for that last sentence, because I enjoy nerdy jokes.
Terry Pratchett's Discworld series, and just about everything else he's written as well.
In podiobooks I've greatly enjoyed the works of Nathan Lowell, starting with "Quarter Share"-- an engaging collection of science fiction in which 'nothing happens' and all of the plot is focused on internal character journeys rather than external contrived drama.
Another character driven podiobook I love is: "Predestination and other games of chance," although that one has a lot more of the meta-drama going on. And I think the title has been unfortunately shortened to just "Predestination" because most people don't get it well enough to appreciate the joke.
I tend to prefer to use my Netflix to consume past television shows that I missed enjoying during their original runs.
I spent last summer gorging on Farscape (Where, in space, everyone is Australian), Dr. Who (Where, in space, everyone is British) and Babylon 5 (Where, in space, everyone is Jewish, pagan, or some combination of the two)
I also enjoyed:
Invader Zim, Coupling, The I.T. crowd, and The Big Bang Theory.
Guess I'm a bit more of a stereotypical physics nerd than I thought. That's encouraging :)
The ultimate dimensional structure of the observable universe and what mysterious geometry might better describe the wonky-ness of the cosmos and pico-space. (I'm pretty sure light is made out of reality ripples.)
I'm a bit goofy when I'm tired.
But I'm still way more vanilla than just about anyone who's ever used the word to describe someone else. ;)
Also I am chagrined to notice that I have a bad habit of forgetting to keep in touch with people through this site. I always have something else I should be doing, and there are a few cool people that I haven't replied to in quite a while.
If I forget to respond to you, please don't take it personally. I probably just forgot to keep the message flagged as new or something.
If you enjoy stimulating verbal intercourse (is that phrase too pretentious?)