Folks, I’m a bad American. The only time that I have ever written or called a congressman was not to ask for money for schools (and I’m a teacher) or to lobby for a cellphone law. No, it was to save free internet radio, namely Pandora. It might be lame, yes, but you need to…
Author Archives: Lainey
This picture of my parents is on my bulletin board behind my computer, right in my line of sight. It’s one of my favorite pictures ever. Yeah, they’re blurry and a box of crackers sit in front of them but their smiles are genuine and these are smiles I’ve seen throughout my whole life. The…
At the risk of sounding like Ice Cube–today was a good day. Here are some of the reasons why: · My hair smelled like coconut. · I wore a tropical shirt. · I played some Bob Marley while my students worked on a project. · I re-read this email: “You are a gem, Elaine. I…
I once got in an argument with my buddy Scott. He had no idea what he did or why I was fussing at him. So he emails me a picture of a bunny with a pancake on its head with the line “I have no idea what you’re talking about so here’s a picture of…
Over to the left is public enemy no. 1–my Chevy Cavalier. It’s broken. Again. I swear, it’s out to get me. This is only the second car I’ve ever owned (hence it’s name: Number 2). At first I thought it was a better alternative than the ’92 Ford Tempo I bought for 300 bucks in…
