A fungus among us
Ed Mabrey was in Pittsburgh last night. I sent emails to most everyone I knew, begging them to tell people. I really wanted Ed to have a packed house. Nine of my students showed up. I offered extra credit. Before I know it, Ed is on stage talking about how he’s not erotic, and I mention that was a judge at the erotica slam, and he says from stage that he knows because I was sitting next to him on stage as I was also a judge, and then he offers to the audience that I was totally shitfaced and hilarious but that, you know, what happens in Austin stays in Austin.
I walked into class today and two of my students snickered. “So, Adri, what happened in Austin?” And of course I have to explain what an Erotic Slam is and what I was doing there (listed under Tuesday Late Night Events). My students are funny. Class went well today. I’m being observed on Friday and I had to turn in all of my materials today. Hopefully she doesn’t hate my class plan and hopefully I don’t flip out and kill anyone in class on Friday. We are doing a class discussion and we are focusing conversation around argument and clarity. ::pray for me::
Tomorrow Sten Carlson and Dan Remein read at the F&F. I’m excited to host.
A Generation of Couch Surfers
According to an article in newsweek, people like me
- Live off their parents (false)
- Expect to receive an inheritance (possibly, but not actively) – but wait – your inheritance is being spent by your parents in life! You will have nothing!
- Live with my parents (false)
- Depend on my parents for financial support (false)
- Would rather work for fulfillment than for money (true)
I never understand articles like this. Most people I know fit #5. But only a small portion. And what’s so terrible about living off your parents anyway? If your parents are willing to support you financially in order to help you achieve a satisfaction associated with finding your niche in this world, then I think your parents rock. Newsweek says they’ll kick you out of the house when you turn 30. When I have a child, if my kid wants to go volunteer in Papua New Guinea, and I can afford to help him or her do that, then I will. Don’t we all want our children to lead the lives we’ve dreamt of? Isn’t that the point?
Or am I just a Gen Y loser?
McSweeney’s succeeds in making me actually LOL.