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Chased from the living room again

In the third quarter, when the Bears were leading 16-7, Reggie Bush caught a pass and sprinted up the field for an 88 yard touchdown, bringing the Saints within 2. My wife told me it was my fault because I was watching the game, so I retreated to the office.

I’m too sexy for my mices.

So yeah. I sit in the Writing Center at a table, except I don’t sit on the long end. I sit on the half end because that means I’m out of the way of all the people who pass between the “teacher’s computers” and that table. It’s 6:00 AM because I dropped off my wife [...]

I shouldn’t watch sports

We were watching the Bears game today vs. the Seahawks when I decided to stop watching, write this post, and then re-read Ender’s Game instead. Why? Because to me, the game seemed like a fun game to watch. Both teams were up and scoring, both teams were making mistakes, both teams were demonstrating some of [...]

But do I have to?

My nose is red and bright from the tissue. I’m tired, physically tired, from the job, from the travel, from the yelling and screaming and talking and cajoling, from the teaching, from the grading, from the reading, and marking attendance, from the day. And she tells me what to do. “Sleep,” she says.

The body always knows

My wife made me sleep for 4 hours on a Sunday afternoon, even though she knows I slept for a nice 7 hours the night before. See saw the exhaustion in my eyes and heard me speak and complain and so she knows: My vacation is almost over.