No one should be able to score from 1st on a dinky little dribbler. Unless that dinky little dribbler was bobbled by two fielders (who had exactly zero urgency) and that "no one" is named Javier Baez. #elmago #thatscub
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Another quiet morning sans NPR. Another quiet evening sans The Beatles. Another quiet car ride sans... NPR. I should really branch out a bit and listen to music in the car, or get a slightly different perspective and listen to Fox News Radio... Democracy Now! is on KDUR though. That would be an option.
I'm still talking/singing/humming to myself to try to fill the quiet. Why is that my response to quiet? I thought I was good at being quiet, but I most certainly am not. I feel like a hummingbird, constantly searching for the next bit of auditory sustenance. I'm surprised by this. Again, I thought I was good at quiet. After all, I enjoy hiking and walking and going for jaunts on my bicycle and I never feel particularly compelled to bring music or a podcast, etc. Why, now that I know I cannot have it, do I want the noise more?
That's not to mention the void left by my having turned off my phone. The mind boggles.
First day. Oof. I really thought that I was good at ignoring my phone. As it turns out, I am really bad at ignoring my phone. Abysmal. I turned the blasted thing off and I still tried to check it a few times. Even worse, I no longer have the radio to go to sleep/wake up to. I feel like changing the words to "Mrs. Robinson" and singing, "Where have you gone, Terri Gross and All Things Considered, I really miss listening to you! Ooo-ooo-ooo!"
Alas. I cannot.
Perhaps the strangest thing about the NTC thus far is the lack of radio in the car. It's pretty stunningly quiet. So much so that I find I'm humming or talking to myself reflexively. I talk to myself about what I'll be introducing to class, or which drills we'll run at baseball practice, or if I've forgotten something at home, etc. Why this reflex, then? Why would I prefer to look like the crazy person talking to themselves on the way to work as opposed to just sitting happily in silence?
Perhaps I'll figure that out as the week goes on.
I'm also terribly interested to see what each class has to say about their experiences. Stephen Sellers, our esteemed 9th grade Humanities teacher has also made overtures about taking on the NTC as well. Hmmm...
All you need to do is choose one option from each column in order to artfully excoriate one another, you tottering knotty-pated strumpet!
I've always loved to ask questions, and am endlessly curious about people, their stories, and the things that they care about. Here is a list of questions you might respond to during your free time to learn more about yourself and the things you believe/feel/like/etc.
1. What would you like to be known for?
2. What do you want your life to be about?
3. Say that for one month, you kept a detailed daily log of what you did, where you went, and who you saw/spent time with. What or whom did you spend the most time on/with? Why?
4. What do you spend the most money on? Why?
5. What brings you joy?
6. What keeps you awake at night?
7. Do you have any words that you live by? Why? Where did they come from?
8. What experience will you never forget?
9. What are your values? Which of your values are flexible? Which would you hold firmly to come hell or high water?
10. What do you treasure most? Why?
Bonus: What song will you nevereverever get tired of hearing? Why?