Planet Earth is blue and there's nothing left to do...

This is the coolest thing I've seen in a long time. In fact, I'm a little obsessed.

Allow me to digress.

I was driving to work this morning, thinking it all felt a bit like groundhog day. I idled at a stop light when the thought occurred to me, "What would happen if I turned right, got on the freeway, and drove to LA?"

I wouldn't. I never could, but then it struck me that Space Oddity had been playing in my head for at least 24 hours. I was, in my own way, attempting to "Major Tom" myself and hurl my tin can south on I-15 towards something at once familiar and unknown, but at the very least inspiring.

Instead, I just followed the same road, to the same parking space, to the same building, down the same hall, to the same room.

Maybe I need a vacation to space, or maybe, I just really need to vary my route to work.

Well, well, well

Look who's back. So, like, a year ago, I wrote a post. I re-read it, and again, realized, I'd probably not truly left whatever postpartum funk that seemed to have roosted in me. A friend of mine says "no one likes to be around crazy," and neither do I, especially when it's myself. It took me giving an assignment to myself for no other reason but to make me write to realize, my gawd girl, just do it already! So like the Phoenix from the ashes, or perhaps Lazarus ascending, or Sisophys pushing that boulder, or Gregor Samsa awaking to find himself a cockroach, here it is. The Shannonosphere rides again. My essay assignment is to define what a good student is. I'm following my students' assignments. I'll write it with them tomorrow in class, and post it here. Hell, I'll even post a rubric and let you grade me, but I'll have you know in advance that my subordination will be outstanding.