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complete march 2000: 1. 2. 3. 4. 5 april 2000: 1. 2. 3. 4 may 2000: 1. 2. 3. 4. 5 june 2000: 1. 2. 3. 4 july 2000: 1. 2. 3. 4 august 2000: 1. 2. 3. 4. 5 september 2000: 1. 2. 3. 4 october 2000: 1. 2. 3. 4 november 2000: 1. 2. 3. 4. 5 december 2000: 1. 2. 3. 4 january 2001: 1. 2. 3. 4. 5 february 2001: 1. 2. 3. 4 march 2001: 1. 2. 3. 4 april 2001: 1. 2. 3. 4 may 2001: 1. 2. 3. 4. 5 june 2001: 1. 2. 3. 4 july 2001: 1. 2. 3. 4 august 2001: 1. 2. 3. 4. 5 september 2001: 1. 2. 3. 4 october 2001: 1. 2. 3. 4. 5 november 2001: 1. 2. 3. 4 december 2001: 1. 2. 3. 4 january 2002: 1. 2. 3. 4. february 2002: 1. 2. 3. 4. march 2002: 1. 2. 3. 4. april 2002: 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. may 2002: 1. 2. 3. 4. june 2002: 1. 2. 3. 4. july 2002: 1. 14. 15. 16. 17. 18. 22. 23. 24. 25. 26. 29. august 2002: 1. 7. 9. 12. 15. 19. 20. 23. 26. 28. 31. september 2002: 2. 3. 6. 7. 10. 11. 12. 13. 16. 20. 23. 24. 25. 27. october 2002: 2. 3. 7. 10. and the rest november 2002 december 2002 january 2003 february 2003 march 2003 april 2003 may 2003 june 2003 july 2003 august 2003 september 2003 october 2003 november 2003 december 2003 january 2004 february 2004 march 2004 april 2004 may 2004 june 2004 july 2004 august 2004 september 2004 october 2004 november 2004 december 2004 january 2005 february 2005 march 2005 april 2005 may 2005 june 2005 july 2005 august 2005 september 2005 october 2005 november 2005 december 2005 january 2006 february 2006 march 2006 april 2006 may 2006 june 2006 baby pictures: eyes and stripes sunset flowers easter raincoat dragon drawing stars and arches worldlove striped socks watercolor swirl |
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(these are some of the posts I think are most interesting or relevant for one reason or another. feel free to tell me if you think I've missed anything important.) 4.24.00: for the first (but not the last!) time, I publicly contemplate the purpose of weblogging. 9.4.00: on the night before my first day of classes as a college sophomore, I have some adventures in a rainstorm. 9.9.00: in trying to explain why and how I care about humanity, I end up sounding like a sop. 9.23.00: rugby makes me happy. I think about this as usual after the saturday morning game. 10.3.00: some discussion inspires me to think about communicating with other people. 11.23.00: it is thanksgiving. I talk a lot before I remember to think about the things I'm thankful for. 1.13.01: I reminisce about the fourth anniversary of my last serious hospital stay. 1.18.01: looking through windows inspires me to share a joke with a homeless stranger. 2.1.01: wockerjabby wins a bloggie, and I feel compelled to talk about it. 2.19.01: for once in my life, I come up with the words to say exactly what I feel. 3.21.01: I make a random observation about people, which would be unremarkable except for its unexpected appearance in the boston globe three weeks later. 4.30.01: I want to disassemble myself. this may or may not have something to do with the next day's 104-degree fever. 6.27.01: all I wanted was a fork, but it took forty minutes and a few epiphanies before I found one. 7.28-9.01: for the 2001 blogathon, I posted fifty-two times in twenty-four hours. 8.29.01: I am not my arthritis, and I won't let anyone tell me otherwise. 9.11.01: well. you know. 11.17.01: I am changing my major. 1.25.02: I love astronomy. take that, walt-freakin-whitman. 2.16.02: cooking split-pea soup can get messy. but it can also make you think. 4.21.02: six hours is kind of too long to spend in the emergency room. 5.9.02: I have bad dreams almost every time I fall asleep. 6.29.02: w.s. merwin helps me save a trapped starling, even though I have to capture her myself in the process. 8.20.02: these are some of the pictures that I took in chile. 9.11.02: and these are some of the pictures that I took in union square. I don't know what to make of this first anniversary, but I talk about it anyway. 11.16.02: there's nothing quite like doing laundry in a dormitory. 12.12.02: there are tiny pigs trying to escape from my subconcsious. 1.16.03: I love the cold because it lets me feel my own heat. 3.12.02: my little sister's passport was stolen while we were in barcelona together. 5.6.03: so this guy tries to assault me on the subway, and I am cool as a motherfucking cucumber. 5.11.03: I guess I did a pretty good job of being a college kid after all. 8.17.03: when the great blackout of 2003 hit new york city, I had to walk home from the airport. 9.7.03: I'm a teacher? that can't be right. 9.22.03: I got some unsolicited beauty tips from an old man at my grandmother's funeral. 11.8.03: I am the union square pie fairy. 12.6.03: one of my small dreams came true when I got to close the subway doors at atlantic avenue. 12.10.03: this girl with the flu scared me because I wasn't sure how to be nice to her. 1.26.04: I don't talk about teaching much here, but this is what I think of our overpacked curricula. 4.11.04: when you're a traveler on another continent, no one knows if you start inventing your life. it's kind of like the internet that way. 5.19.04: one week at school, I spent my prep periods in the bathroom, changing the bandage on a rugby wound. 6.16.04: in my first year, I think my students taught me more than I taught them. 7.9.04: ten months after we adopted her, lucie is doing great. this is the letter I wrote to her shelter trainer. 7.17.04: I like to be kissed all the way to goodnight. 11.6.04: some meditations on the election: trying to make sense of my fellow american citizens. 2.7.05: I must like strangers, because I give them my clothing and let them kiss my hands. 2.23.05: education shouldn't be a competition. or maybe I'm just bitter because I'm not getting any teaching awards. 9.1.05: jonathan kozol, that icon of education reform, is starting to bother me. 2.27.06: pickles and ice cream! or the day I decided to keep the babies I wasn't having. 5.6.06: why standardized tests made me quit teaching, even though I loved it. 6.4.06: I don't want to hate people, but I really wish people would take better care of the planet. |