No Fixed Plans

If we were having coffee, I'd say I've vowed never to sub in an 8th grade class again. The classes I was assigned on Tuesday were mainly insolent and refused to do their work. They questioned all the directions their teacher gave me. It was a long day. Luckily Monday went well as did Wednesday and Thursday. I'd add that today I took the day off and had lunch with two friends at a Thai restaurant. I got lost and then ran into numerous one way streets with speed bumps, but in the end had a great time. I got a tip that the Art Institute's Cezanne exhibit is well worth seeing.  I'd say I'm watching the Kurosawa film The Bad Sleep Well, a tale of revenge against corrupt officials and businessmen, whose illicit acts led to a suicide.  I'm reading Stendhal's The Red and the Black and Stephen Moore's Govzilla . 

Weekend Coffee Share is a time for us to take a break out of our lives and enjoy some timely catching up with friends (old and new)! If we were having coffee, I'd mention that I haven't had coffee in two weeks, which is something of a record for me.  I'd tell you that we had a lot of people in town starting last week and continuing till Monday. Friends and relatives came to my brother Bill's funeral. Lots of funny stories were shared. Perhaps my favorite was new to me. As a boy, Bill caddied at a local country club. He liked golf and the camaraderie, but he wasn't the most mature caddy they had. Actually, he'd been fired for being tardy or not cleaning all the clubs carefully, The grouchy caddy master would fire Bill. But the next day Bill would go back to work. His friend Paul shared the story. Paul would ask Bill, "Weren't you fired yesterday?" Bill would admit he was, but said he figured they'd let him stay if he came back. Go figure, it wo...