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Wednesday, March 30, 2016
My First Lie
Over on her blog, Madeline Robbins writes about her first memory, My Mother Went Out for Lemons. Go read it; it's a great story.
It also prompts me to write about my first memory -- or, well, my first memory that's a coherent story.
Posted by delagar at 9:33 AM 2 comments:
Labels: Childhood, fiction, lying, the writer's life
Tuesday, March 29, 2016
New Story up at Sockdolager
I've got a new story live at The Sockdolager today.
It's one I'm very fond of -- a time-travel story, sort of.
Go here to read it: Down The Twisting Alleyways.
Posted by delagar at 12:24 PM No comments:
Monday, March 28, 2016
Virtue-Signalling and The Right
Politically correct, invented as an in-joke by Leftists for those of us who were taking things a bit far (out-Veganing the Vegans, being more holy about using the correct pronouns than even the most Tumblr of the Tumblrites), was taken up by the Far-Right as an excuse to be as rude as they liked, under the guise of not being (I guess) a Leftist.
Posted by delagar at 11:41 AM 1 comment:
Labels: Language Use, Rod Dreher, The Far-Right
Tuesday, March 15, 2016
America: Where You Can Be Free....as Long as You're Like US!
So as many of you know, the new battle against LGBT people from the Far-Right Conservatives is being waged in the bathrooms.
This is nothing new.
Posted by delagar at 1:40 PM 4 comments:
Labels: gender issues, LGBT, Rod Dreher, The Kid
Monday, March 14, 2016
For those of you who have not yet seen Zootopia, I cannot recommend it highly enough.
I was not that excited about seeing it, frankly -- a Disney movie about a bunny who wants to be a cop? Whatevs. I went mostly because the kid wanted to see it so badly, and since my child almost never wants to go see a movie, we'll take her to anything.
Spoilers from here on out:
Posted by delagar at 9:49 AM 2 comments:
Labels: Film Reviews, Furries, Social justice, Zootopia
Sunday, March 06, 2016
Spring Evening in the Fort
I am just back from an early evening walk with the little dog.
Our new little dog, Heywood Floyd -- not that new, I suppose; we've had him since July -- is, we have determined, part Jack Russell terrier, and very high energy.
Without at least one long walk a day, he is fraught with unexpended energy, and rushes through the house, rrrrring and flailing and finding toys for everyone to throw him.
Wednesday, March 02, 2016
It's That Time of Year Again!
Yes, that time.
Annual evaluation time!
I'm trying, y'all. I'm trying. But seriously, what a waste of my life and life-force.
Plus, the language this enterprise requires. Learning goals. Assessments. Multiple literacies. Demonstrated Learning Outcomes. Global perspectives. Kill me now.
It's not bad enough that Drumpf is apparently going to be a serious candidate for our country's highest office -- I have to spend the next week writing this... document.
Posted by delagar at 3:43 PM No comments:
Labels: annual evaluation, trump, whining
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