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Post - Educationalism: Summer's End
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Life after the Academy. Funny how after all these years out of formal. Schooling, it still feels like something is ending come September. Too many good memories to account for them here. And so starts another 'semester' of hard-nosed, book grinding, tea-sipping, stress-jogging efficacy. CLU Designation - Your days are numbered. Algebra I/II - Re-mastery in the making. Masters - Closer to reality. Book - The note taking begins. That should get me to Thanksgiving. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Post - Educationalism: On Cats and Gophers
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Life after the Academy. On Cats and Gophers. Subtitle: Why I Love My Family. Honey, what's that? I think it's a mouse.". No Mom, it looks like a mole.". Come on, have neither of you ever seen a gopher? Oh, yeah, I see it now. Definitely a gopher.". Dad bends down and pets the cat on the head, and tells him that the gopher-mole-mouse corpse dangling by a canine is a very good thing, and that he's a very special cat. Sympathy for the gopher? We unleash ruthless killing machines into a backyard of pristine ...
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Post - Educationalism: The Start of Summer
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Life after the Academy. The Start of Summer. And the start of many goals:. 1: Hike all 150 miles of the Lassen National Park trails (and log all the geocaches! 2: Finish CLU certification (even if it means bringing textbooks hiking). 3: Perfect baking skills. 4: Be the board. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Permanent student, advocate, and disgruntled consumerist. View my complete profile. Coffeen's An Emphatic Umph. Dave's All a Farce. The Bounty of B.Red's Blunders. The Brocks: Under Construction.
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Post - Educationalism: Summing the Year Up
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Life after the Academy. Summing the Year Up. My contribution to the annual, office newsletter, cross-posted from my financial/work interpretation-of-the-world blog : Ordinary Lang. Even in America, the land of the second chance, and of transcendentalist redeemers, the paradox inevitably arises: you cannot change the world (for example, a state of marriage [or conversely: an economy]) until the people in it change, and the people cannot change until the world changes. What if philosophy is not. To remind ...
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Post - Educationalism: Good Books
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Life after the Academy. Good books stay with us like good friends. Pages like voices, so oft repeated phrases. Stories like memories and lovers. Noted and not yet come. Words that speak as only. Between us and bent spine. Upon the history of a body. A life whose story would go untold. Save for dogeared edges. That blot facade and good face. Betrays more than just prose. That voice, a living novel. More as we go. Persists in hidden corners. Of mind and troubled mouth. Couches and coffee tables.
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Post - Educationalism: Skipped a Few Seasons
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Life after the Academy. Skipped a Few Seasons. Blows away the dust:. Well, somehow we're right back to Summer again. The last nine months have been something special. It's hard to believe that in that time I've been fortunate enough to snowshoe frozen lakes, dive the depths of Whiskey Town, scale the heights of Shasta, and otherwise hike much of the Northern hinterlands. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Permanent student, advocate, and disgruntled consumerist. View my complete profile.
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Post - Educationalism: Stories of the Golden Child (My More Successful Brother)
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Life after the Academy. Stories of the Golden Child (My More Successful Brother). Dedicated to Mom: You know I'm just kidding.]. Fast forward 20 years. It's that same type of early summer, Sunday morning. But now the griddle is idle and looks a forgotten shrine (though still more sacred than traditional ones), and the only remnants of a shared meal drips off of the counter onto tile floor as the cat laps up spilled milk. The kids are still fighting and it seems that the currencies have changed:.
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