Posted in Dasad Adventures, Wanderings, tagged coffee, economy, education, elliptical, exercise equipment, family, games, humor, iced tea, jobs, life, Masters Degree, Panera Bread, teaching, technology, tests, treadmills on April 26, 2009 | 4 Comments »
Internet deprivation has once again driven me to people-gaze at Panera Bread. Last night with the sound of thunder and a few rogue sparks, our modem fried: circuit boards blackened, wires caramelized. The sequence of events that followed our bandwidth’s demise is akin to the first radio broadcast of Wells’ “War of the Worlds:”
FLASH!
BOOM!
Zap!
Pop!
Fzzzzzz . [...]
Posted in Stumbling Sober, tagged education, essays, exams, life, school, writing on October 26, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Forty-five minutes until the second (and thankfully final) day of my comprehensive exams begins. By the grace of St. Jude, the school decided to fashion most of the exam around four 900 word essays chosen from ten, a task well-suited to my skills: fashioning something erudite and coherent from random mind-phlegm. In other words BS-ing like lawyer in [...]
Posted in Stumbling Sober, tagged Beck, class, college, databases, E-pro, education, guitar, illness, insanity, life, music, Rock Band, school, sickness on September 18, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The weekend activities rendered me quite dizzy, sick, and laid out with a bad head-cold. Thus, much of Monday and Tuesday — freed from my daily academic commute by online classes — I slept most of the day and therefore found sleeping at night near impossible. Incapacitated by illness and Circadian rhythms, my body and [...]
Posted in Stumbling Sober, tagged class, common sense, databases, education, instruction, life, powerpoint, professors, school, students, teachers on September 16, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
“Ok everyone,” my professor instructed us on the first day of class. “This course will not involve much lecture. My philosophy is that we’re a team here. I’m only going to give fifty-percent of the material. If we are going to master this material, I expect you to contribute the other half. You [...]
Posted in Whiskey Tales, tagged Casablanca, education, humor, important stuff, lessons, life, literature, school, science, systems, universality, words on June 2, 2008 | 6 Comments »
The instructions on the assignment bore into my brain like a drill. Look through Flickr. After finding three photos, derive your own tags for the photos and then compare them with others’ tags and the metadata provided by the Library of Congress.
Gah . . . every word tightens my nerves like another turn at [...]
Posted in Stumbling Sober, tagged books, children, education, fear, humor, insanity, life, school, stupidity on May 19, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Well, I truly screwed up this time. Today was to be my first of class for the summer, a week-long nine to five excursion through the city’s museums and art collections, yet last Monday something happened: I started my summer reading. Typically at the beginning of each summer, I peruse the children’s collections [...]
Posted in Stumbling Sober, tagged education, insanity, life, music, rhythm, school, sound, writing on November 11, 2007 | 2 Comments »
Often during the day and usually when under stress, I hear music cycling through my brain. Nothing divine or extraterrestrial mind you, no music of the spheres, or song of the living trees. Just an interesting piece of music on the radio or one of the songs that the kids downloaded filters through [...]
