I’ve been in a bit of a Star Wars kick recently. Including watching the Rebels cartoon and appreciating it for what it is instead of being disappointed with what it isn’t. I guess that shows growth. But I still haven’t seen The Last Jedi. Until today. Star Wars: The Last Jedi Director: Rian Johnson Writer: … More Grumpy Bird Reviews: Star Wars The Last Jedi
One more open sky Let’s go of it’s heavy tears And then feels at peace
Sunday all day long Is spent playing with my kids Great fun but no rest
Four year olds are full of energy. At least my son is. Loves to play, run, jump, dance. He also likes to watch little videos. I do feel guilty about it, but it is also another source of English input, so it is a trade off. Mostly he likes to watch little shorts through the … More Watching the Muppets
Way back in 2010 the first generation of iPads came out. I knew immediately I would be purchasing it. I didn’t have a smartphone at that time, but a full color tablet appealed to me. I’ve always been a comic reader. Strangely, one of the hardest parts of adjusting to life in Japan was no … More Reading Paper
I need to write more. I know that. This week has seen too many posts that ate far too brief due to a combination of busy life and some sickness. Hopefully from tomorrow things will go back to normal. I even had a good post all planned out, only to finally have time to write … More One more short one
Today was a little rough. Work is getting busier, and there is a touch of drama going around that doesn’t help. Also, I have a bit of a cold that decided to ramp up the moment I got home. My nose is at a constant drip. But, I also got to teach some amazing kids, … More Hold on to the good
…be cursed.
I could feel it there nesting in the back of my head in the morning. It grew stronger as the day climbed on, making simple a touch more demanding. I’m a terrible napper. Can hardly ever sleep during the day. So, drifting off for about 30 minutes after work was pretty huge. The good news … More Migraine Clock Resets
Today’s title is meant quite literally. My four-year-old son and I were playing at the park. After a good amount of running and sliding, he wanted to play in the sandbox. It was a grand time. We dug and made little mountains. But what really cracked me up was when he announced that Bucket turned … More Imagination Sandbox
Deadly Troubadour 