I don’t know what the hell is going on. About two-weeks ago, just after I decided to not tow my cute burnt-copper-colored Scion behind a U-haul and instead drive the beastie all the way to Florida, it developed a difficult to diagnose slow leak in the rear-passenger-side tire. I had a full-load of Snapples and water that morning and I thought that something might be amiss. With the low profile tires the ride has always been a bit rough but this was crazy. So, every morning for a week, until I got a chance to have the tire replaced, I had to stop at a gas station on my way to work to re-fill my poor tire. And then, after having the tire replaced on last Saturday I was shocked to find it flat again the following Monday. Another trip to Firestone. They couldn’t find a leak in the tire or crack in the wheel and decided to replace and epoxy the valve and rim. That seemed to work, but didn’t engender too much confidence that I wasn’t going to be revisited with this problem, probably at a most inopportune time. Damn.

2008-05-27 Snapped off Rear Windshield Wiper
Music: The Royal Scam from the album “Citizen Steely Dan: 1972-1980 (Disc 3) [Box Set]” by Steely Dan
It could have been a student that you had a real positive effect on who is dealing with the internal upheaval of a losing a teacher who “understands me” . . . and is acting out in way that in the moment they didn’t realize they were hurting you – in the moment it was all about their disappointment . . .
Then again it could have been a little cretin – the real dilemma of teaching . . . having to be all things to all people and yet not sacrifice who we are.