"Where's my hand?"

David was sleeping when I called him last night. He doesn't remember talking to me. What he does remember is what happened in the middle of the night...

Him: "Where's my hand?" - said in a PANIC.

Me: "What do you mean? It is right here." And I grab both his arms to show him his hands.

Him: "No that is your arm! Where is MY arm and hand?"

Me: "Right here!"

Him: "Oh I thought that was your arm." Almost instantly he went back to sleep.


I thought he had been dreaming. Apparently, his arm was asleep so he couldn't feel anything and the weight of his arm felt like it was coming from me.

I love... (part 13)

I love The Killers.
I love Mates of State.
I love Arcade Fire.

Logic in Math Class

My students had a quiz this week and there were logic circuits on the quiz. The directions required the student to "write a logical statement using the diagram." Since I didn't emphasize that their answers should be in the form of a *symbolic* statement, one student decided to only write an English statement, which would have been alright if the student had done it correctly.

Here is what the student wrote:
"If it is delicious it is fried or it is not pork, but if it is fried it is pork."




This is funniest while grading at 2 am. The handwriting only makes it funnier.

Crazy!

Crazy, chaos, unorganized, hectic, busy...

These words decribe my life at the moment.

In the middle of beginning a new semester, for which I am teaching 8 class total, 4 for two different colleges, we are moving to a house with my parents, brother, and a friend... Three separate "families" coming together is not easy to organize.

Daba Town has relocated, but the citizens are happy and healthy - just busy.

I want to continue to write blogs and I have accumulated some funny things that have happened (also some crazy things, frustrating things, and sad things).

So I guess this is to be continued. :)

Follow Up on Forced Changes

So we bought a new-to-us used car to replace our Altima. We shopped a bit, almost got a newer Altima, but fell in love with a cute, pearly white, 2006 Jettta TDI. Drives like a dream and gets good gas mileage. David named it Ula so he can say "Now Ula Dance" when we start the car.

Forced Changes

Getting your car smashed from behind forces your life to change.

Don't worry! We are okay! We just have a more interesting life now.

My brother and his family are moving about 1600 miles away. That forces another change in my life: not seeing my sweet nephew biweekly.

Has anything forced a change in your life recently?

Softball

When I was younger, I played ten years of softball. In the last year I was on my way to playing for a college team, but I had a shoulder injury and couldn't throw overhand farther than a few feet. Even though I was a pitcher, I still needed to be able to throw the ball from home to first in case of a bunt, but I couldn't even throw it that far.

My father has had similar shoulder injuries and so we decided to rehabilitate our throwing arms with a weighted softball his friend recommended. We've played catch every day for two weeks and I've already seen significant improvements in my abilities. It has been great to play the game again and to spend a little time with my dad every day.

Are there any fun activities you've put on the back burner that you'd enjoy picking up again?