For Your Edification, Dear Blog Readers

This evening, self finds herself pondering a few choice words from Stanford grads of yore. To wit:

    From Ken Kesey, author of One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (class of ’59), who said, “Now, you’re either on the bus or off the bus.”
    From His Eminence John Steinbeck (class of ’23), who said, “I know this — a man got to do what he got to do.”

What insight! What wisdom! Now, how to apply such to self’s own muddled musings?

For instance, self is increasingly of the opinion that teaching is no help to her writing. No. In fact, when self finds herself spending an inordinate amount of time wondering how she can get her lovely students to shut up and do the assignment without whining (and such is her devotion to duty that she is inclined to spend hours and hours pondering such), she thinks teaching is an absolute and positively tragic waste of good writing time.

So this evening finds self’s thoughts going round and round in circles: Teach or write? Teach or write?

The choice should be obvious. But, alas, hubby is in a start-up. And the economy looks like it is tanking. And gas is now $4/ gallon. And housing prices are falling, faaaallling . . .

Which brings self back to pondering yet another thing about Stanford grads.

In the latest issue of the Stanford magazine, self reads that Randy Hulett (’96), Zander Nosler (’94), and Jorah Wyer (’94) have designed an $11,000 coffee maker. This mother of all coffee machines “allows precise control over every aspect of the extraction process, from grind size to water temperature to brew time. The variables can then be tailored to the particular type of bean, drawing out flavors that would never make it into an average cup of joe. Coffee fanatics hope the technology will increase appreciation for brewed coffee.”

This, apparently, is not a joke, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

2 thoughts on “For Your Edification, Dear Blog Readers

  1. Marion,
    Given my recent leap of faith, I’d say ‘go for it.’ If teaching isn’t your passion and writing is, the choice is obvious. Maybe you could do private tutoring for the children of the wealthy and make enough income to leave teaching. I know I may sound flip and I don’t mean to sound that way – but really if we aren’t doing what we love in life, how much is our life worth?
    WC

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  2. Ha, ha, ha, you know what really did it for me last Wednesday? I was trying to teach Herman Melville’s “Bartleby the Scrivener” to a class, more than a few of whom were clearly, clearly stoned out of their minds — eyes rolling up into the backs of their heads, giggling helplessly.

    And I have THIRTY students.

    There’s nothing more deadening or discouraging than teaching. Anyone who keeps at it year after year deserves A MEDAL.

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