Friday, October 09, 2009
Honor Roll
We break Radio Silence for the following brief announcement:
Phil made the Six Weeks Honor Roll with All A's and 1 B. (Still time to get All A's at the semester.) Here's a couple pix from this morning's assembly.
...descending again beneath the depths and resuming Radio Silence....
Phil made the Six Weeks Honor Roll with All A's and 1 B. (Still time to get All A's at the semester.) Here's a couple pix from this morning's assembly.
...descending again beneath the depths and resuming Radio Silence....
Labels: Fourth Grade, Philpix
Saturday, August 01, 2009
New States, New Philpix
Yesterday Dina, Phil, and I took a road trip to Shreveport, Louisiana, and near Texarkana, Arkansas (skirted around the city, never went in). Here's Phil at the Louisiana border. No pic at the Arkansas border because a) it was dark and b) it was Arkansas. Two new states bring the total of states visited to 29, 58%.
This evening sister Julia took us and my brother's family out to dinner. Here's pix from Red Robin in Garland:
This evening sister Julia took us and my brother's family out to dinner. Here's pix from Red Robin in Garland:
- Phil
(he had just rubbed his hair with his balloon ... to pick up salt from the table with the balloon, of course) - Cousin Jack
- Bill & Brenda
- The Whole Group
- Julia and Phil, Outside
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Running on Ice
Phil had his first experience ice skating this afternoon. His aunt Julie took him and his cousin Jack to the Dallas Galleria and helped them both get the hang of things. They lasted a couple hours, and by the end of it Phil had let go of the handrail and was tooling around quite ably.
Since Aunt Julie can skate backward (and do hockey stops!), she shot some video of Phil. Enjoy!
Since Aunt Julie can skate backward (and do hockey stops!), she shot some video of Phil. Enjoy!
Labels: New Adventures, Philpix
Monday, July 20, 2009
It's a Starbucks Pastry Morning (Tomorrow)
Buy a beverage, get a pastry. What's not to like?
I've got to go downtown tomorrow and test for my ESL certifimacation. Now I can flaunt the don't eat/drink rules on the light rail.
Check it out: Mmmmm...
I've got to go downtown tomorrow and test for my ESL certifimacation. Now I can flaunt the don't eat/drink rules on the light rail.
Check it out: Mmmmm...
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Never Surrender, Even If You're French
So's last night I was making French toast. Yeah, for dinner. Overslept in the morning and Dina and Phil had already eaten when I finally got up. Hence breakfast for dinner.
Unfortunately after I had cracked the eggs I discovered the milk had gone bad. Didn't want to cover the eggs and put them back in the fridge and run out to Albertsons. Fortunately I had sour cream. And aerosol whipped cream. Which to subsitute? Wound up splitting the difference.
Note to self ... Mmmmmm....
Unfortunately after I had cracked the eggs I discovered the milk had gone bad. Didn't want to cover the eggs and put them back in the fridge and run out to Albertsons. Fortunately I had sour cream. And aerosol whipped cream. Which to subsitute? Wound up splitting the difference.
Note to self ... Mmmmmm....
Labels: Cooking
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
SRV and Barry
During today's Laying the Foundation training (for pre-A.P. teachers) we did a narrative free-write while we listened to what someone said was Stevie Ray Vaughan's rendition of "Little Wing." Sounded more soulful/funky than the SRV/LW recordings can find online, but who knows. Anywho, this is what I wrote (with minor revisions).
(Ronny Jordan's "The Jackal" has a similar vibe to the song played in class.)
Barry walked down the street as the lightpoles phased on. A warm breeze blew, mixing the smell of produce, beer, cigarette smoke, and perfume. The evening was amber, and Barry leaned back as he strolled, making it look easy. Making it look good.The exercise was to demonstrate tone. Any guesses as to what I was shooting for?
A car pulled by, a long car with fins, and Barry nodded. Driving's fine, but a night like this he had to be out in it. Anton, the guy who sold maybe twenty bucks a day in his junk store, caught his nod and returned it, kept sweeping his stoop.
Ladies were beginning to trickle out on the avenue, their workday ending, most—some, their day just beginning at six. But it was good. It was all good. Barry and the ladies admired each other and the drivers of the long cars. It was all good. And more than that, it was right. It was all right.
Barry took a deep breath, inhaled the oncoming night, held it in. Closed his eyes and let it out slow. Slow and fine. Slow and fine and easy.
(Ronny Jordan's "The Jackal" has a similar vibe to the song played in class.)
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Ahhh, Biff. What a character.
Yeah, I know. Two days in a row. Still, this is worth it, I think.
Tom Wilson (Biff in Back to the Future) sings about crazy fans.
Plus, a sneak peek at something(s) I might show my classes next year:
Enjoy!
Tom Wilson (Biff in Back to the Future) sings about crazy fans.
Plus, a sneak peek at something(s) I might show my classes next year:
Enjoy!
