I had no scheduled classes on 11 September 2001. I was sleeping in, and was woken up by my boyfriend, ringing me from Ireland, more precisely, from a train somewhere between Dublin and Sligo. Being five hours ahead of us, they were well into their day already when his mother first rang him to say…
I saw some notes today where, in the course of describing a group of kids playing make-believe amongst themselves, an adult described a child as assigning himself a “leadership role” of “Kingpin”. Um…. eek? I mean, it’s not INaccurate. It’s… well… sure he’s a successful leader of an organisation that just happens to be a massive…
This morning was one of those not quite completely miserable but still utterly unpleasant Irish mornings. The temperatures were warm but the drizzle drenched everything without actually forming much in the way of rain drops. Struggling with a rain cover for the stroller, while standing in the rain, is one of those things that can…
I’ve decided that every person elected to a public office, from local level all the way up to the top, should be required to take a college-level course of government ethics and then take refresher course every five years in order to maintain eligibility to hold the said public office. The final test might even…
The Feathered Rose 