Co-worker thought I saw a ghost today. Told him I had just checked my bank account. Everyone was sad. Especially me.
Just watched Bully (why it took me so long, I don’t know).
Real talk here, if I were to go into a school as a non-educator would I get to go up to these punk kids and tell them to stop being a bunch of dicks?
More real talk, would I then get to go up to the kids who were bullied and just hug them the most? I just really want to hug them.
Cabin weekend. Chances of a giant snowstorm keeping us tucked away in Woodstock, a high possibility. Could be worse. See you in a few days, NYC.
Tonight was inspiring, rejuvenating, humbling, moving… just a real treat. Remind me to attend more alumni events where the average graduation year of the attendees falls somewhere between 1960 - 1970; where they look at you with such hope and you look at them with such respect.
Once a valiant, always a valiant.
be a better person. also learn how to play the banjo.