grading

The kids love these end-of-the-quarter grading-a-thons. I fill them up with food and banish them to the upstairs with a DVD player and a pile of movies.

For a little window, I am caught up with grading. But I have to leave for class in 45 minutes and they'll give me a new round . . .





:: one year ago today: Seborrheic Dermatitis, aka Cradle Cap and Our Culture, What's Left of It: The Mandarins and the Masses by Dr. Theodore Dalrymple