By The Curious Professor Z

NYC Updates, or What I’ve Been Doing for Two Weeks

Yesterday was our two week anniversary of being back home and I have to say, it’s like we never even left. Sure, things and situations have changed, but the “Big Apple” will always remain the same frantic, neurotic, amazing, wondrous, overwhelming, and magical city that I know and love. Texas is a distant memory. So…

New York State of Mind

Ed and I left Texas for good on Sunday, May 6 at 10:30 am. We arrived in NYC early in the afternoon on Wednesday, May 9. I’m beyond thrilled to be home … mentally, physically, and emotionally home. I’m home among my people, home among the things I love, home where my research is. HOME.…

Academic Kindness

This has been one of those years of self-reflection, especially that of the academic self. I’ve been reading pedagogy and career-related books instead of actually doing any “real” research. I re-read Carnes Minds on Fire, and either started to read or read Filene The Joy of Teaching; Berg and Seeber The Slow Professor; Hall The Academic Self; Fink Creating Significant Learning Experiences; Gabriel Teaching…

Planning Like a Boss

“Do good work well.”  I’ve tried everything to organize my life, work, and productivity. I’ve kept planners that organized every little detail of my life right down to the minute. I’ve kept huge calendars planned with colored pens and highlighters. I’ve written copious amounts of “Master To-Do Lists” that I systematically broke down into “easily…

Revisiting a Blog Post, or Thank You Wayback Machine

I searched for my old blog on the Wayback Machine … and low and behold this was the first post that seemed to be saved. Fitting. Timely. Inspirational. I wrote this post the day after David Bowie died. I needed to read it again … and again … and again. I needed to remember. I…

Dancing to the Beat of My Own Kazoo

When no one is looking and I’m all alone in my own head, I know who I am. When their voices are silenced and the traces of what they think are muffled by my own inner voice, I understand who I am. When I stop wondering how they get their work done and how they keep their schedule, I am…