Category Archives: working world

A Twice Found Note

Posted on December 10, 2007 by randomyriad

From a note that was on my desk on a Monday afternoon that I found later in my pocket as I searched for parking meter change: Louis, the blind man came to see about covering the door windows. He says … Continue reading →

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The Weather Inside

Posted on November 10, 2007 by randomyriad

The end of my week has settled into a featureless gray gloom both inside and out. The computer I usually tap away at is out of commission and I am left to hammer away at unfamiliar keys. Not a big … Continue reading →

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How to Prevent Arachnicide and Teach Scientific Concepts To Preschoolers.

Posted on November 7, 2007 by randomyriad

I heard the yell come from my students, “spider!” and I knew I had to act quickly to save a helpless creature. One of my 4 year olds had the spider, actually a harvester (an arachnid with 6 legs and … Continue reading →

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Alls Well That Ends Well or A Tail Chasing Tale

Posted on October 26, 2007 by randomyriad

I came home today dragging and sagging and tense as all of our deadlines coincide tomorrow, every time I turn around at work there is something new on my to do list. Like my Punjabi colleague says about documentation and … Continue reading →

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I am the Dreamer Dreamed

Posted on October 23, 2007 by randomyriad

I woke up sweating and terrified from a dream in which all the multitude of things hanging by a thread in my life came crashing down. In the last scene I was walking through a hall looking for a woman … Continue reading →

Posted in Dreamtime, NaNoWriMo, novel projects, Other peoples words, Telling Stories, visions from the dark side, working world | Tagged , , , , , , , | 1 Comment