KILNED

So, on the night before Thanksgiving, I’m stuck at school (job school) babysitting a kiln, stuck in a small hot room since the alarms are on with a computer that I thought had come through a fall/drop okay, which I just found out won’t play a DVD… and it will be off to the Apple Store… on Black Friday… ON BLACK FRIDAY! Kiln? Kilned. Sort of like killed. Dead. Man.

School. The other. I am starting to feel a little overwhelmed. Buried. Everything is coming due. So today, when I had planned on studying, I instead spent the day loading and firing, and mixing clay. I feel something more than cheated. Maybe violated is the word. I was beginning to feel that I had things under control. A pretty little illusion. I’m looking at the icons for a couple of Powerpoints for Piaget and Vygotsky. Schema Theory and a rhino. And it is a surrealistic moment. All for me.

What am I thinking of in class? One, for all the bad press a SME gets in class, it would sure be nice to be one on clinical trials or have easier access to one. Sometimes, when you are working on some item, it would be nice to just be able to answer the question or at least know if the answer was easily available or if the problem being faced were easy or complex. In other words, to have more knowledge. Two, unfortunately, often I find my own lessons lacking in a way that I never would have guessed. But, it makes me more willing to change it right on the spot, in spite of the plan. Three, watching someone else’s plan in action reveals a little more about thinking through the process. It makes design, good or bad, seem more transparent. And last, carving out a little time of my own is really essential to my sense of any self-worth.

Cone 9 is starting to move. I might be out of here by 11:15 p.m.

Gloves and dark glasses

Searching in brilliant white heat

Minute spire bending.

See him flip her off

She’s squeezing through bending heads,

Who pays her for this?

slogging... no offense

I got through about half of the blogs tonight, and I think that what we should be doing is haiku instead: try to get it all of it into 17 syllables. Seasonal...

Slogging to the car,
In a red sky and blown leaves.
Too many ideas.

Mr's Clark and Kozma,
Verbal cannons fire point-blank.
"Hey, man! 'Ya missed m'...."

superhero, kozmaclark!

It's been fun to watch this "debate" progress this last week or so. From the point where people seemed to actually be of an opinion, to the point in the last couple of days where people seem to be saying that the two sides are really the same thing! I sort of get where people are coming from since we are sort of trained not to have arguments, but it would would be nice to hear someone refer to someone else as "My learned friend from across the isle..." Me, I'm pretty sure that the problem is that we don't really want to say that technology is simple a method of delivery nor do we want to say that the role of the teacher is anything but supreme. One attacks the profession of a lot of us, the other attacks what I would guess was the reason for a lot of us getting into the IDET program... Educational Technology. I still think it's probably somewhere in the middle, but the problem with that position is that it as soon as you agree with that, then tech can have an educational effect of it's own. So, we make both of them right, a position that Kozma seems to accept. I'm less convinced of Clark's compliancy. So, there we are. Some song I've heard recently, "No one is right if anyone is wrong...."

The design phase.... jeeze.

Trivia... There is another design for a manhole cover, though it would be impractical. An equilateral triangle. I know this because I have started to see small utility covers in this shape.

I hate standard time.