Outer badly experiences

If I would have smoked a joint before reading this particular essay about medical marijuana, some of the typos would have been even funnier. I wonder if it would be out of line to advise against smoking a joint before proofreading?

Grading the essays today was a lot more fun. I can’t figure out why the 12pm people are so far ahead of the 8am class. It started out just the opposite. There were some innovative essays from the second class, and it helps me forget about my frustration from yesterday. Yes, at least some of the people are getting it. I graded hard, but there were several A papers in this group. Perhaps more important than that though, was that most of them were interesting to read!

I’m tapped out now. Zoning out and watching Six Feet Under. The show has really increased in depth and complexity in its second season, and it reminds me just how complex relationships are. I almost feel relieved I’m not in one. Just me in my cave with this glowing terminal, trying to come up with something interesting to say. I gave up on “outer badly” experiences years ago, so it’s just the TV and a glass of wine.

And that’s all right. I’m just looking for that Dean Martin glow tonight.