Third Revolution Straight

Yeah, I know it's very cliche to rave about this album right now, and it probably belongs on Stuff White People Like, but I seriously can't get enough of the new Animal Collective. Here's a video for the song that's been stuck in my head all day. "I don't mean to seem like I care about material things like a social status, I just want four walls and adobe slabs for my girls." That chorus is so sticky!

Great day? Bad day? Not sure.

The good news: I wasn't one of the 160 teachers in my district to be given a pink slip today. It looks like I'll have a job next year, and I feel as though I managed to dive under a moving truck without being hit.

The bad news: 160 teachers in my district are facing unemployment. Among the casualties is Jeff, an excellent English teacher with a mortgage and a pregnant wife. The only reason I'll be able to dream peacefully while he will surely endure a sleepless night is because I was hired a year earlier. I want to praise God, but I know Jeff serves the same one, so I realize I have to praise him simply because he's God, not because of my circumstances.

Mondays are the only weeknights I'm at home; I teach on Tuesday and Thursday nights, go to church on Wednesday nights, and Friday, well, you know how Fridays are. So I really should blog on Mondays, and I usually think about it at work that day, but once evening rolls around I'd rather read on the porch, immerse myself in a record, or hammer something together. Since I appreciate it when friends keep their blogs updated, I really would like to be consistent, but, well, I don't feel like being on the computer right now and it's a good night for putting on a hoodie and taking a walk. Wait, was that a blog entry? Done.