So long to the format, a bitter fill-in-the-blank document, something void of character, lacking in quality, and unusable. How dare you criticize me when you have denied me something tangible, you incomprehensible phony, you inexperienced quack. And on the day you beat us all, the sun will slip behind the western sky, and it will fail to rise, an eclipse as brilliant as an atomic blast will puncture the heavens, and life will eternally cease to exist, my father awaits me.

We have nothing to hide from you, and we have nothing to fear.

Once, long ago, we took a measure of the stars, and my brother laughed with me, and against the tide we were.

"It doesn't matter if they like you or not, for you belong to something better, something unexplainable."

Of them all, he loved me the most, and his words were true, not hollow, or masked with sympathy. I continued to listen, for he was a poet, and his wisdom arched across the plains, and the mountains of our home so far away.

"Your life, the road you travel, is unique, and your vision is clear."

And this is why they would throw me away.

This morning I am at the Starbucks practicing with my little blogsy app, and it isn't all that easy to use. Maybe it's just that my fingers can't fly over the keys on my iPad. Whatever it is, I have to start making better use of my time if I am going to keep blogging.

If you get a blogsy app for your iPad, start practicing with it right away. Mine has functions I haven't successfully mastered: embedding video, pictures, and web links. I would love to set my classes up with a blog, but my school administrators are not assisting the staff with the creation of a modern digital classroom, meaning taxpayer money and effort is wasted in favor of more ineffective endeavors.

Working in a 1972 environment has a very surreal negative aspect to it...it's a story worth telling.

I believe I will first learn to embed sound into my blogsy post...we shall see!

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