My Flickr Conundrum

We took a lot of photos while in Australia. A lot. I must have shot about 400 frames throughout the trip, most of them of my kids having fun. But a few of them were of fairly tourist-y spots: the train station in Melbourne, the Syndey Harbor Bridge and Opera House, nice landscapes at various surfing spots. And I found myself wondering aloud at some points just why it was I was taking these pictures. I mean surely, there are better ones that I could find on Flickr. Why shouldn’t I just use those to capture my memories?

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This Makes My Day

Don’t get me wrong, NECC is great this year. But he highlight of my week was an e-mail I got from one of my former students who has a novel coming out this fall. Seems I played a small role in saving her from a dreary life as an investment banker and helped nudge her toward a professional writing career. (Financially, of course, this was a dreadful mistake.) Absolutely gave me a warm fuzzy, and made me, just for a few minutes at least, long for the classroom and the kookiness and creativity and angst of teenagers. Diane was a great one.
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State misconduct revocations below national average

State misconduct revocations below national average Background checks at several levels helpBy TODD RICHMOND
Associated PressPosted: Oct. 20, 2007

Madison - Mitchell King's end began in January 2004.

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Abuse by teachers goes under the radar

Abuse by teachers goes under the radar 2,500 U.S. cases of sexual misconduct in 5 years foundBy MARTHA IRVINE and ROBERT TANNER
Associated PressPosted: Oct. 20, 2007

First of three parts

A young teacher in Iowa sheepishly admits that he groped a fifth-grader's breast. But he doesn't lose his teaching license until one persistent victim and her family go public - 40 years after the first accusation.

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Decoding calls of the wild

Decoding calls of the wildMarquette's 'Dr. Dolittle' uses computers to unlock the meaning behind snorts, rumbles and cheepsBy MARK JOHNSON
markjohnson@journalsentinel.comPosted: Oct. 20, 2007

In childhood, Dr. Dolittle never had a pet of his own. The family kept fish, but he did not name or talk to them, feed them or clean their tanks. His enduring memory is that once, when he was 4 or 5, he banged the aquarium with a wooden block until the glass broke, and a catfish spilled out and flopped about on the floor.

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