The Hellish Handbasket

Greetings from the Chronic Malcontent. There is more than one of us, as you may have discovered. I'm the one that illustrates her prolif...

I can't really dredge up much enthusiasm for this doctoral journey when the pace of it ebbs and flows so much. I'd like more flowing...

I know I said I was going to let go of the career college and stop wallowing in the past. It's hard. Recently I whined about the linen t...

Today I dug out some old art supplies and started making a gift for a friend. The gift has two parts. Part of the gift is old art, two littl...

I'm so proud of myself. I networked today! Me, the rabid introvert, the chronic malcontent with nothing good to say, I actually managed ...

I once overheard someone say, “If you can't make a decision, it means you don't know who you are.” I chewed on that idea for several...

Every day, several times per day, I hear a certain truck drive by the street in front of the Love Shack and make the turn to go west on Belm...

Tomorrow I will interview my first participant for my doctoral study. I thought this day would never come. I also thought it would easier th...

Signing up faculty to interview for my doctoral study is worse than herding cats! Worse than wrangling medical students to do timings in key...

I've heard people say, “Begin with the end in mind,” and I apply that philosophy to many projects I undertake. But until this evening, I...

Technology separates the whiners from the winners. This past week I've been stumbling from one task to another, overwhelmed by a litany ...

The gods who lounge around at the Institutional Review Board deigned to smile upon me today by granting me approval to begin conducting the ...

It's a gray day, inside and out. The rain came back. That's always a good excuse to feel sad. On top of the dismal weather, I've...

I'm still wallowing in the messy bog of social media. A muscle in my left cheek twitches whenever I open Facebook. I've stayed away ...

My life sure looks different these days. Instead of worrying about grading keyboarding papers and listening to students complain, I am immer...

I received a polite note from the Institutional Review Board today, explaining why they were rejecting my application to conduct my study an...

While I wait to find out if the Institutional Review Board at my illustrious higher education institution will approve me to interview human...

The word has come down from on high (Salem): I am now officially self-employed. How weird to go from unemployed to self-employed. I guess yo...

My former colleague Sheryl just called to complain about the frustrating world of online job applications. We commiserated for a few minut...

My hero of the week is the guy who expressed his irritation with four of his neighbors by driving a bulldozer through their houses. Rock on...