…and I’ll tell you some lies. No, I’ll tell the truth. Maybe.
Seriously, though–sometimes after I’ve written a big piece into which I’ve dumped a lot of brain energy and thought, I’m left a little drained until my tanks refill. Give me some prompts, please. What’s something that you may have always wanted to ask me and never did. Is there something that I started writing about ages ago and sort-of left you hanging on? The aftermath of my brother-in-law’s wedding comes to mind. I started that story here two years ago and never came back to let you know how the dreaded ghetto wedding went. (I actually did write about that on Aiming Low a few months ago.)
Do you have any questions about me or my life or the kids or Frank the Fantastic Fartknocker?
Of course, all of this is assuming that you find me interesting enough not to leave me standing here at the microphone with crickets chirping in the background.
Please don’t leave me standing here at the microphone with crickets chirping in the background.
Some random bullets for you:
- My students are taking high-stakes standardized testing this week. For those of you not in the educational jargon know, “high-stakes” means there is some huge consequence attached to whether a student passes or fails a test. In this case, if they don’t pass this test, my 8th graders do not get to promote to high school. Thank you, No Child Left Behind, for placing too much emphasis on testing. Still, there is something evilly satisfying in seeing the students who’ve been too lackadaisical with their studies fry brain cells and short-circuit synapses.
- The twins are taking their “tour the middle school” field trip in a couple of weeks. I am spazzing. I’ve been spending a lot of time ruminating over why I am having freakniptions over the fact that they will be in 6th grade next year. Expect to see some posts on that in the next couple of weeks.
- There’s an unanswered Gangsta question still out there. You want to earn those points. There’s a prize at stake. Here it is again in case you missed it or chickened out last time:
“Josie” is one woman of Steely Dan song lyrics. Name five others (the names can be either titles or merely mentioned in the verses). This question is worth ten points. I’m going to change the rules and say that you can Google the answer. Also, you can get 5 points for each name you can give me, provided that someone hasn’t already used that name.
- Do you have a support group to submit to the Tribes page? Tribes can be anything — a page on your blog, a completely separate blog, a regularly-scheduled Tweet-up, a Facebook page — anything. You can also put in a request for me to announce that you are looking for a certain type of support. Someone out there might be able to point you in the right direction. Read about how Finding Your Tribe works.
It’s Tuesday. What’s going on in your ‘hood today?