Author Archives: fustianist

So this next week or two is looking to be busy.  Good thing my energy is back to at least 75% normal capacity!  This weekend: 1) is the twice-annual library booksale, meaning that Sydney and I hope to be at … Continue reading →

In the past two weeks I’ve stumbled across two incredible examples of something I haven’t myself before been able to put into words: good teaching is that which moves the students to accept responsibility for their learning and assures them … Continue reading →

Before I go getting myself in trouble, I was hoping to consult about pronouns.  Sydney and I aren’t going to find out the sex of the child before the birth, so it’s difficult edging around gendered pronouns when we talk … Continue reading →

I have, like most teachers and grad students, griped about students “swarming” campus, overflowing walkways, taking up the library computers, and causing noise and disturbance wherever they go. However: This morning I am sitting in a comfortable chair on the … Continue reading →

Given that I’m surrounded by college students aged 18-22, I need to make a t-shirt for my obviously-pregnant  months that says “This is a much better reason to throw up than anything you did last weekend.” Erin

After two months of no cooking in our house, we finally got back to it in the past few days.  One of us mentioned a recipe for an apple-onion-cheese pizza, and then we got to it before the idea had … Continue reading →

So Heidi and Lisa E. have requested pregnancy photos.  I hate to break it to you, but at just under three months with my first baby, there isn’t anything to see just yet.  I’ll spare you pictures of my current … Continue reading →

I’m a riddle in nine syllables, An elephant, a ponderous house, A melon strolling on two tendrils. O red fruit, ivory, fine timbers! This loaf’s big with its yeasty rising. Money’s new-minted in this fat purse. I’m a means, a … Continue reading →

Another high school friend of mine is getting married.  Not just a classmate, but a good friend who was part of the lunchtable group from middle school on out.  That makes three of us out of eight or so.  I … Continue reading →