Today’s Worldle was an easy one. I have gotten it right everytime so far, but not usually without some help. Today’s was a breeze.
Everything all of the time. It all feels so futile.
A nice day at Balboa Park.
I went to college with the hopes of becoming a jazz musician and to learn more about the art form. I got into college on a scholarship in jazz performance.
This semester, I am scheduled to teach History of Jazz (the first time in my 13-year tenure!). But, the current political environment—both in society in general and on our campus specifically—has me terrified.
I am supposed to be excited about this. This is why I went to college, yet I am dreading it. I am supposed to like my job, but I am hating it more everyday.
(The reasons I haven’t taught this class yet are a little complicated, but, basically, we try to give the GE classes to the part-time profs, and have the full-timers [like me] teach more of the “core” music classes.)