My Notebook

I have a little notebook that I carry around with me. I use it when I need a piece of paper. For example, if I meet someone and they want me to do something for them and I figure that I might like to do it, I ask them for their email address and I write it down. I do this because I’ve found that people can’t spell my email address. I don’t let them write in my book because I’ve found that other people’s penmanship varies too much. Some people are incapable of forming letters in an unambiguous way.

Fan Mail Part N plus 1

I’m being lazy. This arrived in my inbox moments ago with a request that I publicize it. So, I am.

Fan Mail Part N

I can’t remember how many fan mail posts I’ve written. I’m not going back through the years to find all of them and count. I may have written a “Yet another fan mail post.” I don’t think I ever wrote a “Fan male” post. I think I’ll have to wait until I get the sort mail that I feel like posting that has to do with male only body parts. Yes. That is an invitation.

A Great BIG Nothing

Many of the times I put stuff here, I put it here without having anything to say. Today is such a day and I’m having nothing to say twice! I find that to be thrilling.

The Honeymoon is Over

I’ve graded and returned my first suite of assignments. That is always depressing. The marks are never as high as I’d like. I realize anew each year that the students don’t understand what I’ve been telling them. Helping them to learn will be a whole bunch of work on my part and on theirs and it won’t be entirely successful. I always know that but