Tuesday, February 1, 2011
I'm going to drive home a point. Well, actually, I'm going to drive home a vehicle--but if I sharpen the front hood, I could make a point. And that's about life.
I just got off the phone after a three-hour conversation with someone who said she wanted to be a writer. I don't know why she doesn't go into radio instead; think of all the time and energy she could save on her fingertips. She might actually sharpen them into a point--which could have some use if she was on the front hood of a vehicle. She could really hang on--and that's the point.
But see here: there's a way to write better (and save your pointed fingertips): if you see something you like, copy that person's idea. I call it bookmarking. I know a lot of bookies--and they've all left their mark on me. In fact, I was left holding a bunch of markers once--and they threw the book at me.
But I digress.
So the point is, you ARE paying attention. And that's what matters. You could be paying me something, but I'd pay attention if you did. Just try me. You might get the point of this blog.
So--you're back again? Well, there's a price to pay this time.
No, not that--you're thinking about tuition. Well, it's time you use your tuition--or maybe your intuition--and drop me a line. Or drop me a comment and a line. Or just drop me altogether. I'd drop you if I was holding you in my arms--especially if you're one of the guys. If you were one of the girls, I'd think twice. If you were one of the guys, I wouldn't even think. But that's neither here nor there.
Speaking of here and there, I'm here and you're not--so wherever you are, how about letting me know what you think of this site? That is, if you can--think, that is. Are you learning about the whys, ways, and means of the world? How about the Ways and Means Committee--are they learning anything? I meant the Congress.
Even so: be a fair sport and send me a comment. I used to play sports: I played the horses, but I quit because they beat me too many times. Send me some money if you have some: I've heard all about student loans--and I could use a few dollars. Open up and don't bother to knock, because you're in places with long syllables and a lot of vowels. Send me a few syllables along with a few dollars if you're inclined. And if you're in a decline, then I'll wait--you must be from somewhere in the Southern Hemisphere. Everything is upside down, they say, from one hemisphere to the other.
But don't wait: the school year ends faster than you think. They say it's going faster than ever, but you can't tell me that, especially when my students would say they needed more time to turn in their assignments. At least they didn't turn on me. Well, maybe they did: they turned and ran. But some of them ran toward me--I can't imagine why, because it wasn't for the money I had in my pockets. Being a teacher, I was hoping they had some money in their pockets. They picked my pockets in graduate school. And that's why I became a professor. It's the only way to get an education. And boy--have I learned a lot! I may end up on a lot--with used cars. And that's why you need an education: to learn about getting used like a car.
Trust me. You can learn a lot in a place like this from me.
And I don't have to point it out.