Clear Instructions on a Conference Table at Tulane

Some days you just ride your bike to work, teach all day, really hard stuff, hear really hard stories, and try to balance all the feelings that come out on a day like this one. And then you bike across campus to a faculty seminar and stare at the cup in front of you, wishing teaching days like this one came with better instructions, like this tea bag. “Pull tag to release string.” Thank you for just telling me how to do it. These no-answer days are rough. And that’s when you’re grateful that you get to ride your bike home as hard as you can listening to this song and that, because they have beats that feel how it feels when you’re angry and frustrated that things don’t really seem to change all that much. Pedal, pedal, pedal, thank you, bicycle, for being at the beginning and end of every day.

Chinese Takeout on Magazine

Chinese Take-Out on MagazineI rode my bike to work today with a lot on my mind, so I wasn’t seeing much but the traffic around me as I zipped up St. Charles. Today’s class was about sexual violence. This is always a tough class because so many of us have such intimate experiences of violence. Continue reading

Emergency Phone at Tulane

Emergency Phone at TulaneWell, I am back to the blog following a Mardi Gras break.  I was on my bike all weekend, but out late, tired, and often a touch too intoxicated to blog.  I lost a tooth to some parade beads and took a nasty fall on Decatur Street that left me with a concussion, but all in all, it was a fantastic time.  If you haven’t done Mardi Gras in New Orleans, you are missing out.  Bring your bike–it made the whole event much more fun to navigate, plus it’s fun to decorate both bike and rider.  I spent Mardi Gras day tooling around in a prom dress.  Now that’s a fun way to ride a bike.

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