You Know It's Bad When...

I've fallen into the disconcerting habit of being unable to leave the public library empty handed.

After wandering aimlessly for a few minutes and inspecting the same new books I inspected on my last visit, I walked out with PHP: The Good Parts. Nonfiction, so it would help even the balance of power on my reading list, but not exactly riveting reading. The only plus is that it's a brand new copy, so it doesn't smell like stale tobacco smoke and it doesn't have scary stains on the inside.

Expired

Dear Auntie K,

If I find a bag of pretzels in my desk drawer that have a "guaranteed fresh" date of 6 months ago, is it safe to eat them?

Sincerely,

Hungry and Unorganized

Red Letter Day

Here is another thing I did Saturday--I found the desktop!

How I Spent Saturday Night

Sunday's Primary lesson is on being an example. In order to involve a student who is autistic, I have been illustrating some of the lessons with comic panes (he will usually pay attention if something has word bubbles). This week, I drew and scanned several figures and then assembled everything in Word. Not the most efficient method, but perhaps legible than my 100% freehand attempts.

(You'll need to click on each pane to see it in large format)

Drawing a Blank

I know at least one reader of this space eagerly checks for a new post every time she goes online. Sorry, in yet another way, to be a disappointment, but I'm drawing quite a blank of late.

Do you ever catch cold, lose your sense of taste, and fear it will never return? Or hit a reading slump and fear that you'll never find another good book to read? Well, I sort of feel that way in relation to the blog. What if I never have anything interesting, clever, or original to say again?

I do have a few mundane updates to give, which I'll save for another post, but other than that, it truly is the dog days of summer around here--hot enough to make you pant and hang your tongue out, and busy enough to make you work like a dog.