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Yale Alumni Magazine > September / October 2007 Class Notes

2007.09.30 @ 13:29

As of September 14, 2008, this post has moved to Yale Alumni Magazine > September / October 2007 Class Notes.

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2007.09.25 @ 06:20
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On home

2007.09.25 @ 00:13

Packing up the books and rifled through one of my favorites.

This is not an image from said book

He smiled, ‘Why, you will go home and then you will find that home is not home anymore.  Then you will really be in trouble.  As long as you stay here, you can always think:  One day I will go home.’

– From James Baldwin’s Giovanni’s Room

(Earlier references to this book.) 

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Money money money

2007.09.24 @ 16:37

My equities are up 10% in four weeks.  YES!

My painters haven’t done JACK and I move in tomorrow.  NO!

I feel very confident about my investment allocations, BTW, and am happy to drop knowledge if you’re curious.

Off to pay my first month’s rent.  OUCH.

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2007.09.24 @ 06:19
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But it’s a happy cry

2007.09.23 @ 22:58

Imagine my surprise when I found the Grant kid I secretly liked best on Facebook.

Some photos are allowed double duty on the blog

When I ran the program, I designed a driving tour of New Haven for new teachers to actually roll through and see the actual homes of our kids. I had this student’s house on the trip. I hadn’t seen her enrollment form for the summer yet, so when I drove by and saw her mom on the stoop I pulled the Storm over and asked her what’s up.

“You a social worker?”

“Uh, no, I’m ANP from U.S. Grant. I was ———’s math teacher last summer.”

“Oh. Well I haven’t seen ——— in about six weeks. She ran away.”

“Oh.”

I could barely make it back to my car, the tears were coming so fast. I was so angry. Angry at ———’s mom for being so blase about it, angry about the extreme poverty in ———’s neighborhood, angry at being powerless to fix any of it. I tried to wrap all these feelings inside as I returned to the driver’s seat (there were three other teachers crammed into the car with me) but they unraveled a few blocks away. I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t hide the fact that I gave a shit. I’ve never been good at hiding that. As much as I try to play all Mr. Tuff Guy my heart is on my sleeve.

Well, I’m about to cry again. But it’s a whole different, been-waiting-over-a-decade-for-news-like-this kinda cry.

I am doing good. Yeah ten years ago I was going through a faze and Im glad i came up out of it quickly.lol. I am great though. I just married recently, still no children, trying to finish up school and get a couple of degrees, working in the human services field. How are you is the question? We always had a pretty good connection with eachother and I always knew I was your favorite!LMAO But I thought about you every day for a long time and i hoped that you were okay. Its amazing how technology and sights like this reunite people. Its actually almost scary.

I know I talk about Grant quite a bit and I can’t explain it. I can’t explain how deeply those kids reached into me. I can’t explain how much I loved teaching. It just is.

Oh, don’t tell me I already packed my Kleenex.

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This way, I can’t possibly fail!

2007.09.23 @ 20:52

I’m so overwhelmed by all the things I need to do by 8 a.m. Tuesday that I think I’ll take a nap.

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2007.09.23 @ 06:18
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Algorithm for a move?

2007.09.22 @ 21:05

I know that step one of moving is as follows:

  1. Attach vacuum of hose of infinite third parties directly to your checking account

Aside from that, I’d really like an equation for determining the cost of moving an object.  With this, I could look at an object (say, a sticky half-used bottle of Cholula) and decide, “Well, it’s going to cost an incremental thirty-five cents to move this.  The replacement cost, fully-loaded (including amortized time to replace) is blah.  Therefore I will either (a) chuck or (b) pack.”

As far as I know, this equation, and the cat-shaped UPC scanner that would necessarily accompany it, n’existe pas.

However, I would like a checklist for moving in.  Do any of y’all have a list of things for ANP to do once she arrives in her new place, eyes ablinkin’ with wonderment at the purty new paint and massive amounts of Israeli-transported corrugated cardboard?

  1. Git a donut
  2. Find Pixel

Advice from frequent movers (you know who you are) esp. welcome.

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Cranberry (or raisin) muffins

2007.09.22 @ 19:00

The first time I used this recipe, I learned why you shouldn’t mix baked goods too well before cooking. When I was a kid, I used to make home-made paste by mixing flour + water. Uhm, mixing baked goods too well = creating paste = creating rock-hard muffins. Lesson learned!

Ingredients

  • 1 c all-purpose flour
  • 1/2 c whole wheat flour
  • 1 tsp. baking powder
  • 1 tsp. ground cinnamon
  • 1/2 tsp. salt
  • 1/4 tsp. nutmeg
  • 1 c Grape-nuts
  • 1 c milk
  • 1 egg, slightly beaten
  • 1/2 c applesauce
  • 1/2 firmly packed brown sugar
  • 2 T melted butter or oil
  • 1/2 c fresh cranberries, chopped OR raisins (neither fresh nor chopped)

Directions

Heat oven to 375 degrees. Mix all-purpose flour, whole wheat flour, baking powder, cinnamon, salt and nutmeg in a large bowl.

 
   
 

Mix cereal and milk in another bowl; let stand 4 minutes. Stir in egg, applesauce, sugar and butter.

Don’t soften your brown sugar in the microwave with a plastic measuring cup. (pic 1, pic 2)

 
   
 

Add to the flour mixture; stir until just moistened.

Don’t stir until you have paste!

Stir in cranberries.

Or, raisins.

 
   
 

Spoon batter into muffin pan sprayed with non-stick cooking spray, filling each cup about 2/3 full. (pic 1; pic 2)

I used flour when I was out of Pam. (pic)

Bake for 20 minutes.

 
   
 

I like toasting mine in the a.m., patting with butter, and enjoying with a cuppa joe. The muffins are yummy and easy, and I learned some good things in the process of trying this recipe out. (pic of finished cranberry muffalumps)

Originally submitted by The Honorable Bob Wise from the state of West Virginia to the marketing folks @ A&W.

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