Month: January 2016

My Despicable Deadline

Oh deadline, I remember when you were just a speck In the professor’s eye No more threatening Than an ant And look at you now All grown up And looming large over me A vicious unrelenting bully

Going With The Flow

Though I allude to it rarely, I have stated elsewhere on this site that I am, by profession, a teacher. I don’t like to mention it often because this blog is meant to be a kind of escapism from the daily grind and though things happen at work, from time to time, that amuse me,…