Sheesh, the guilt...

O.k., my oldest and dearest friends are now guilting me in to posting on my own blog. To you I say: Thank you. Oh, and: fuck off. Just kidding.

For those of you who have not been closely following my saga over the past two months, and if you're reading this you probably haven't, I have become a high school teacher. What? Yes, it's true. I am the technical theatre teacher at Riverside High School in Durham. Most days it's a great job. Some days I want to beat myself senseless with a ballpeen hammer. I get paid less than a gas station attendant and I work 16 hour days. I do love my kids though and I feel like I am finally part of the solution and not merely looking at the train wreck that is the American public education system. It's gratifying to see a kid get inspired about your lessons. It is less gratifying to see a kid throw a hammer out of frustration. A NEW hammer to boot. So, you see, it is a double edged sword. There is no doubt that I am in the trenches and it can be an ugly place, but I've promised myself at least two years in the profession and I intend to stick to my guns. Unless, of course, someone threatens me with a gun. In that case I will be selling real estate in a heartbeat.

More later. I promise.