
Ninja Steve is lovable and adorable, but he is so dumb. So dumb.

Ninja Steve is lovable and adorable, but he is so dumb. So dumb.

Someone’s team won, while someone else’s lost? I don’t really care.

The Louis Armstrong version is clearly the superior version, if for no other reason than the fact that he throws it to himself at the end for the trumpet solo. That’s a baller move.

There are times it makes me feel like I’m a terrible teacher. I see their grades, their lack of effort, and it just eats me up. Am I really not any good?
Then I see their grades in other classes and realize that, sometimes, it’s the student, not the teacher. They gotta meet you part way, at least.

I’ve been absolutely wiped out the past few days. Just so exhausted.

I got a new phone over the weekend to replace the one that no longer holds a charge for more than about an hour. The new one is…considerably bigger than the old one.

Like. A. Buzzsaw.

Ahhh, Teacher Work Day, you are my favorite!

I realize Japan has a very different culture than America, but it does get a little old when virtually every single series I watch features the same overly-sexualized young teens and the breathy, squeaky vocal delivery.