Gah. I've been in the dumps before (spent a week this summer just completely, physically unable to write) but this is just bad. It's been weeks since I last wrote a post where I knew it hit the mark. Lately it's just been rote and boring and terribad and not directed at all.

Thought I hit my stride again the other day, but showed the post to a friend and got the review of, "You sick or something? Not really your usual." Ugh. Guess I'm not back in on the pace yet. ...

I must confess, I gave in to temptation.

The last month has been a series of stress after stress for a variety of reasons in my personal life, my work life, my after-personal life, my after-work life, and literally just everything. When staring a rather busy weekend and 200+ exams to grade somewhere in between all of what I needed to do, I gave in and did precisely what I had sworn I never would -- I posted my depression through...

I have one of the hardest struggles with the idea that you simply can't save everyone.

There's a passage in World War Z that outlines the account of a man in South Africa who proposed and then enacted a play to save the country from the approaching zombie apocalypse. In order to stave off and attract away the advancing horde from the more heavily-populated southern regions of the country, he publicly...

A collection of my more amusing stories after a year of teaching college chemistry.

Halfway into the semester and after a dismal performance on two exams: "I didn't think you were actually serious when you said we'd have to study outside of class."

After including "bring a calculator" on the class syllabus and having stated it for...

One of the best and worst characteristics of my work ethic is the fact that I survive on stress. The longer my to-do list, the more productive I become. The more under the weight of deadlines and due dates, the more on top of my schedule and organized I start at my work, and the more efficiency and quality it picks up. I can’t work when I don’t have a deadline, when I have too much...