The Hellish Handbasket

So much to rant about, where to begin, where to begin... First, I suppose I should grudgingly mention that the weather has been.... fantas...

I'm prying apart my gritty eyes to blearily type this post. I uploaded the second draft of my dissertation concept paper a few minutes a...

Lots of noise in the apartment next door. At first I thought the Love Shack had been invaded by an elephant. I couldn't believe my landl...

My life feels sort of like Groundhog Day, the movie. I feel stuck in a loop, endlessly recycling my frustration at the slow pace of my docto...

When I was a kid, I lived on 87th Avenue near Glisan Street. If you know Portland, you know that in the 1960s this was a working-class neigh...

It's getting down to crunch time at the career college, and students are weeping in the halls, dripping on keyboards, bogarting the tiss...

Good news. My chairperson liked the Methods section of my concept paper. I am pleased (and embarrassed) to report that she praised my paper ...

Tuesday during the test review in the Excel class, one student, I'll call him Jimmy, started to turn a rather troubling shade of red. He...

My last post was my 100th. Yay me. Someone called me prolific, but blogging twice a week isn't exactly a world speed record. Still, I gu...

Yesterday I started feeling a bit under the weather, even though the weather is as good as it gets in the Pacific Northwest in early Septemb...

Last night I posted Chapter 3 of my concept paper for the chairperson to chew on over the next week. She's taking an extra day over the ...

Mid-way through the week, feeling hammered by life, but as tired as I am, I am hopeful that my concept paper is finally emerging from the mu...

Today the weather was not nearly as fine as yesterday, but I ventured out anyway, thinking of the recent study that found a correlation betw...

I'm staring bleary-eyed at this white box, thinking that if I type something here, that when I return to typing something in that other ...

This evening as the sun went down in between thick puffy clouds, I walked for an hour on the trails winding around the extinct volcano, half...

Good news from my chairperson. She liked my Chapter 1. A few minor changes, and I'm good to move on to Chapter 2, the Literature Review....

As the mercury leaps toward the century mark outside, I hunker in the Love Shack with all my west-facing windows barricaded against the appr...

It was a difficult week at the career college. Difficult for my Access and Excel students, who on Tuesday soldiered through their first test...