Look Out!
Both sides of this brain are heading back to school this week – one as teacher, the other as student.
The older, wiser, crankier proprietor of this blog is returning to class to preside, as teacher extraordinaire, over hundreds of little urban cherubs, eager to learn all the intricacies of the English language. And really, who wouldn’t feel a twinge of moodiness as the end of a months-long vacation draws near?
In past years, we have joked about constructing a line graph charting PDawg’s mood throughout the school year. I think, perhaps, now that we have an actual living, breathing blog pertaining to both of us, I will find the motivation to do just that and post it here, so that you too can plot the course of her temperament. It will be like those Storm Tracker charts that are available at every grocery store (for those of us living on or near the coast) during hurricane season.
The younger, less cranky contributor to this page (that would be me) hits the classroom tonight to reprise her role as Career Student, in an epic saga of indecision and noncommitment.
You know that Nirvana album with the picture of the naked baby in the water, reaching for that dollar bill? Replace that dollar bill with a degree and the baby with me, and…wait…that’s a horrible mental image. Sorry. But you know what I mean. Hundreds of professors at the university will have died and retired by the time I graduate.
It’s a new semester for both of us, friends. Stand by for some quality ranting.
The older, wiser, crankier proprietor of this blog is returning to class to preside, as teacher extraordinaire, over hundreds of little urban cherubs, eager to learn all the intricacies of the English language. And really, who wouldn’t feel a twinge of moodiness as the end of a months-long vacation draws near?
In past years, we have joked about constructing a line graph charting PDawg’s mood throughout the school year. I think, perhaps, now that we have an actual living, breathing blog pertaining to both of us, I will find the motivation to do just that and post it here, so that you too can plot the course of her temperament. It will be like those Storm Tracker charts that are available at every grocery store (for those of us living on or near the coast) during hurricane season.
The younger, less cranky contributor to this page (that would be me) hits the classroom tonight to reprise her role as Career Student, in an epic saga of indecision and noncommitment.
You know that Nirvana album with the picture of the naked baby in the water, reaching for that dollar bill? Replace that dollar bill with a degree and the baby with me, and…wait…that’s a horrible mental image. Sorry. But you know what I mean. Hundreds of professors at the university will have died and retired by the time I graduate.
It’s a new semester for both of us, friends. Stand by for some quality ranting.



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