Friday, September 09, 2016
The day the work week started it sure seemed like summer, from a weather point of view of least, ended also.
And, just as suddenly, there were kids everywhere at the place I work.
Kids that, at least in part, it is my job to teach a thing or three.
Which always scares the bejeebuz out of me for the first few days or so.
When I finally got back to the non-teaching stuff near week's end, I found myself staring at the word 'forgot' as I was writing an Email to a colleague.
Because it just didn't look right.
That word, I mean.
And, given one of my New (School) Year's resolutions, this time I eschewed the Google and instead reached for my wee little pocket Oxford dictionary.
Which, when I stuck my thumb in it opened directl to the page above.
Do you think the non-digital parallel universe of real things was trying to tell me something?
Earworm from the header?....Try...This!
And, ya, I stayed away from the Loverboy on purpose, especially given the fact that I was recently informed that even the cowbell might not be real on the original track.
Posted by RossK at Friday, September 09, 2016