A tile fell off of the wall in the bathroom.  Some men from the apartment complex came to fix it, and ended up having to tear down the entire wall of tiles because of water damage; beneath (I snuck a look while they were on lunch break) were...more tiles ( Read more... )

I find myself able to write in quantities amounting to either one sentence or about 10 pages, double-spaced, 1" margins, Times New Roman.  I've been thinking about sitting myself down here and writing a bit for my own pleasure and not the entertainment of others (that's the one sentence) or to prove that I've learned something (the 10 pages ( Read more... )

Almost everyone seems to busy with having lives to post on their LJ these days, and I suppose that I'm one of 'em.  To those of you who've continued to post, I read your stuff every day, I promise ( Read more... )

I spend a lot of my time working to write and speak as clearly as possible.  I talk slowly and take care to enunciate (without raising my voice), and avoid use of idioms.

Sometimes I wonder if the poetry in my life has ebbed away.  I'm in a stable relationship.  My spouse and I communicate honestly with one another.  I am no longer an unhappy person ( Read more... )

As of about 3 weeks ago, the Reading & Writing Center (RWC from here on out) at NVCC Annandale no longer had a director.  I went in two weeks ago to fill out some paperwork, asked some questions about who was training the new tutors, and found myself as the Acting Writing Center Instructor.  The ESL Center Instructor, Veronica, and her boss, ( Read more... )

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Ben:  Oh shit, I think it's Kate Jordan's birthday!
Where can we get an erotic cake?
Delivered.
Ben:  Oh, it is not.
Kate's birthday that is.
Her status message was a lie.

Ben:  There is still time to plan for an erotic cake.

I liked my friend Shane's blog post on the games of his life, so I've recreated this list for myself, and worked to evaluate it using metrics that I find to be meaningful to me.

Shane chose to break his games down into a variety of numerical values (years published, score on metracritic, prevalence of common elements, that sort of thing). I'm no ( Read more... )

So, my father definitely has cancer.  Obtaining answers more detailed than that from his doctors have only resulted in more requests for tests and scans and whatever else, so none of us have much of an idea as to what is going on ( Read more... )

...you betcha!

I had a great time at Cookie's wedding.  I'm lucky in that everyone I know who's gotten married thus far has had weddings that were quite different from ours, so the only comparisons consist of: "Oh man, they did that differently."

Chico managed to split the ass-crotch area of his pants open and sat through the ceremony looking ( Read more... )