Showing posts with label Class. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Class. Show all posts
Sunday, September 02, 2018
Tuesday, August 28, 2018
Wednesday, August 01, 2018
Thursday, April 12, 2018
Bits and Bobs
Last class for this academic year, and our class went downtown to the new frozen custard place. I like joking that it's the closest thing we have to a Sri Lankan restaurant in Alma because its name is Serendipity.
On our way back we bumped into the sweetest, cutest, eight-week old puppy. His name is Yogi. LOOK AT THAT FACE! JUST LOOK! Yogi is a very good boy and trots along happily except when he's turning around to look for all the new friends who give him pets.
Full admission: I saw Yogi for the first time yesterday when I was turning into the parking lot at school, and I totally rolled down my window and screamed, "so cute, SO CUTE!!" I guess I'm practically a TLC song now.
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On our way back we bumped into the sweetest, cutest, eight-week old puppy. His name is Yogi. LOOK AT THAT FACE! JUST LOOK! Yogi is a very good boy and trots along happily except when he's turning around to look for all the new friends who give him pets.
Full admission: I saw Yogi for the first time yesterday when I was turning into the parking lot at school, and I totally rolled down my window and screamed, "so cute, SO CUTE!!" I guess I'm practically a TLC song now.
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Thursday, April 05, 2018
Tuesday, April 03, 2018
Thursday, March 29, 2018
Tuesday, March 27, 2018
"Last Dance with Gorgeous George"
KB's title when she posted this to FB.
I'm lucky to have colleague-friends who crack me up.
And the original.
(My student had dropped her project mannequin off in KB's office
as I was in class. I was moving him to my office, but I didn't realize
that his pants were falling off and thus making me look extra perv.)
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Wednesday, May 17, 2017
Friday, May 12, 2017
Friday, April 28, 2017
Wednesday, March 01, 2017
Saturday, January 21, 2017
Wednesday, March 23, 2016
Wednesday, February 17, 2016
I'm so Cheesy
While talking to a student
whose thesis work is
a term late
I encourage her
to make it better,
to tweak her game-
-it's a home run!
you're in the home stretch!
(She's one of our softball players.)
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Friday, February 05, 2016
Tuesday, January 19, 2016
Friday, December 18, 2015
Wednesday, December 16, 2015
Tuesday, November 10, 2015
Meet the Parents
Student event this evening, and the stories they've shared hang around my interactions with their families.
The man with the twinkly eyes lost a child to cancer.
The woman so proud of her daughter's accomplishments is herself a daughter struggling to help her elderly mother stay independent.
So awed by how wonderful and brave people are.
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The man with the twinkly eyes lost a child to cancer.
The woman so proud of her daughter's accomplishments is herself a daughter struggling to help her elderly mother stay independent.
So awed by how wonderful and brave people are.
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