I am starting to see some uncanny shared appearances with myself and my son in some recent pictures. What can I say the little guy has my genes. It it is so bizarre that a mix of nature and nuture create these facial resemblances. We are born and if we wish and are blessed we create a lineage through new humans. I get this sense that I am apart of an amazing cycle of existence in this way.The challenges as I see it as time spends itself are to impart behavior, values, and a sense of action in life that is true and significant. Obviously you can't be something you are not, but children cause a deep interior challenge to be engaging, loving, and full of forgiveness. Those things though seemingly full of ambiguousness become concrete when I step in my house from a long day of whatever to be met by a little human saying "hi, hi" who hopes to share a simple moment of aliveness.
I use Backpack to track projects sometimes, and I use TaDa List to post assignments for my students, because it's easier, quicker, and more dynamic than what I can do inside Blackboard. (I actually hack TaDa List into Blackboard . And I put 37 Signals on the resource list for our laptop classes.) (If only Blackboard would catch up with these guys.)
Love the pics, ZB. You two have opposite hair parts for the combing over, or at least in that one. What joy it must be to bring new life into this terrible, wonderful world!
I am streaming My Brightest Diamond at the Asthmatic Kitty site. I hope you're happy. I'd only heard 'Golden Star' before, and it is quite affecting; I also really like 'Something To An End.' I am a fellow snobbist when it comes to music, but I must admit her stuff's growing on me. Seeing someone live surely helps, and I liked her in Seattle more than in Portland. (I think it also had to do with not having to stand in one place during the show; my back was crazyaching!)
Jon
in Indy