Student teaching

I did complete New Thing #11 on Monday, but you’ll have to read this week’s column to find out what my friend Heidi and I tried.

A product of sound instruction.

Check back later today for New Thing #12.

Previous columns

• Fun with the Donner Party
• The happy utility of balloon-crotch pants
• Your college decal does not impress me
• Something about John Muir and shaking one’s ass in an empire-waist dress
• How I became a lounge singer
• Don’t break your stupid head
• The slopes of Christmas madness
• Education by wipeout
• Electric Santa takes over a ghost town
• The antidote to stinky fruit lotion
• Alien boobies and a castle in the sky
• The world’s assiest sweet potatoes
• When dog owners are as bad as kid owners
• Living the game of Pitfall
  
• A dead baby’s spirit dwells here
  
• Bjorn is my imaginary friend
  
• The lowdown on getting high
  
• New England is our bitch
  
• How to pee in the woods
• Of severed heads
• The crazy-stupid line
  
• Sitting in water during a lightning storm
• My tragic Perseid poop out of 2009
  
• Doodie stops here
  
• Vrr-RROOOOMMMM, pussayhs!
  
• Retching for a view

Fun with the Donner party

Strap on your snowshoes and get hungry with the fun folks who REALLY blazed the Mormon Pioneer Trail in Utah. It’s all in this week’s column.

Previous columns

• The happy utility of balloon-crotch pants
• Your college decal does not impress me
• Something about John Muir and shaking one’s ass in an empire-waist dress
• How I became a lounge singer
• Don’t break your stupid head
• The slopes of Christmas madness
• Education by wipeout
• Electric Santa takes over a ghost town
• The antidote to stinky fruit lotion
• Alien boobies and a castle in the sky
• The world’s assiest sweet potatoes
• When dog owners are as bad as kid owners
• Living the game of Pitfall
  
• A dead baby’s spirit dwells here
  
• Bjorn is my imaginary friend
  
• The lowdown on getting high
  
• New England is our bitch
  
• How to pee in the woods
• Of severed heads
• The crazy-stupid line
  
• Sitting in water during a lightning storm
• My tragic Perseid poop out of 2009
  
• Doodie stops here
  
• Vrr-RROOOOMMMM, pussayhs!
  
• Retching for a view

Bumper stickers aside

Your college decal does not impress me, plus other matters of loyalty at this week’s column.

Previous columns

• Something about John Muir and shaking one’s ass in an empire-waist dress
• How I became a lounge singer
• Don’t break your stupid head
• The slopes of Christmas madness
• Education by wipeout
• Electric Santa takes over a ghost town
• The antidote to stinky fruit lotion
• Alien boobies and a castle in the sky
• The world’s assiest sweet potatoes
• When dog owners are as bad as kid owners
• Living the game of Pitfall
  
• A dead baby’s spirit dwells here
  
• Bjorn is my imaginary friend
  
• The lowdown on getting high
  
• New England is our bitch
  
• How to pee in the woods
• Of severed heads
• The crazy-stupid line
  
• Sitting in water during a lightning storm
• My tragic Perseid poop out of 2009
  
• Doodie stops here
  
• Vrr-RROOOOMMMM, pussayhs!
  
• Retching for a view

Don’t break your stupid head

I haven’t been blogging this week because I have been hosting family in Utah. Tomorrow Said Guy and I leave for a 10-day road trip to Iowa, Wisconsin and South Dakota to see more family. I will try to post then, but it all depends on where on I-80 we inevitably get stranded.

For now, you can read about what I learned this week with my brothers.

Previous columns

• The slopes of Christmas madness
• Education by wipeout
• Electric Santa takes over a ghost town
• The antidote to stinky fruit lotion
• Alien boobies and a castle in the sky
• The world’s assiest sweet potatoes
• When dog owners are as bad as kid owners
• Living the game of Pitfall
  
• A dead baby’s spirit dwells here
  
• Bjorn is my imaginary friend
  
• The lowdown on getting high
  
• New England is our bitch
  
• How to pee in the woods
• Of severed heads
• The crazy-stupid line
  
• Sitting in water during a lightning storm
• My tragic Perseid poop out of 2009
  
• Doodie stops here
  
• Vrr-RROOOOMMMM, pussayhs!
  
• Retching for a view

The slopes of Christmas madness

My fam is coming out for their second Christmas ski trip. Here’s hoping things go more smoothly than they did last year. Like, no more burglaries.

Read about it in this week’s column.

Previous columns

• Education  by wipeout
• Electric Santa takes over a ghost town
• The antidote to stinky fruit lotion
• Alien boobies and a castle in the sky
• The world’s assiest sweet potatoes
• When dog owners are as bad as kid owners
• Living the game of Pitfall
  
• A dead baby’s spirit dwells here
  
• Bjorn is my imaginary friend
  
• The lowdown on getting high
  
• New England is our bitch
  
• How to pee in the woods
• Of severed heads
• The crazy-stupid line
  
• Sitting in water during a lightning storm
• My tragic Perseid poop out of 2009
  
• Doodie stops here
  
• Vrr-RROOOOMMMM, pussayhs!
  
• Retching for a view