Good morning!
I just have to share this email I received from our publicity coordinator that went to everyone in the office. Yes, I am twelve.
On Sunday, March 20 - Infinity aired a
pubic
affairs show on the (program we run for middle and high school students).
tackle hugs Sophia
Long time no see missy! Yes, I am also 12.
Hey Sophia! That is classic. I always triple-check "public." Did you get my email last week?
Jesse- yes I did!
I thought I replied! Because that picture looked exactly like me, down to the hair-cut , glasses, odd-face shape, and clothing. People in real life that I showed it to thought it was me until I pointed out that it was taken in 1967.
{{{Laura}}}
public and organism-- good words to triple check.
like Hil, I am awake for no good reason. Silly body. I know it wiill want to sleep just before I have to leave for work
Someone gave me a great suggestion - delete words like pubic from your Word dictionary, so it will never substitute them and if they find their way into your document, it'll call them out.
I always use metaphors to teach stuff that people aren't getting when I describe them literally.
This works for me conceptually. (But not for things like physical motion.) Actually I have a whole treasure-hoard of metaphors to explain things I cannot actually explain without metaphor. Basically, 80% of my science is metaphorical.
It's a metaphor world.
My solution to my pivot problem was to say fuck it. I explained pivoting, I demonstrated pivoting, but I didn't correct non-pivoters. And I won't, for the rest of the week. There are 17 level 1 classes a week. They have 14 chances to get pivoting explained to them a new way.
Meanwhile, I need to let it go a bit. Next week, we'll be back on the pivot train ("Make sure your weight is on the ball of your foot when you turn your ankle out -- like crushing a cigarette into the ground.")
Before pivoting, it was fighting stance that was driving me bonkers. But I found a key (or three) to that, so I never had to face this frustration.
eta: About 24 -- I love the moment during that first call when Jack must have
realised he's never tapping that ass again.
Just as well, since I think he's transferred his
true devotion to Paul.
Catfight!