Toppins a bag

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Climbing the why

My dad travelled down this weekend to spend time with the family - and by 'spend time', I mean - sit in front of the TV and watch the NCAA tournament.

Anyway, my dad is a son of the soil. His greatest joy is to be at one with the land. He's constantly outdoors exploring, biking, and camping. This morning he introduced me to a new activity that all the kids are into now. I think he called it 'hiking' (pronounced hyke-ing). Apparently...you just walk up the side of a mountain until you get tired, and then walk back down again.

The activity turned out to be expensive for Morg. Not knowing that Jake will do anything for money, he jokingly offered the boy twenty dollars to see it he had the stamina to go all the way to the top of the 'Y'. Jake was halfway there before my dad even realized he was gone.

Spinderella

Luke gets a little carried away with the spinning chair routine.

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Finding Fulfillment

I came into work late this morning. As I stopped into the history department office to pick up any mail, a colleague shared some good news. Mike, a student in his senior thesis class, had won a department prize for his paper discussing US involvement in Laos during the Vietnam war. As the department's Southeast Asianist, I had spent some time consulting on the paper. It was a strange new feeling to think I might have contributed in a postive way to a student's progression (instead of just intimidating them and destroying their self-confidence, which apparently is my usual contribution.)

Two minutes later I opened my office door and found the following note on the ground:

"Dear Professor,

My name is ________. I am in your history 201 class. I am stupid. I forgot the test ended at noon and wanted to beg you to let me take the test. (I was there @ 3 PM)."


*sigh*