OVERHEARD IN THE FACULTY ROOM: “Hey, let’s start telling everyone that it’s mountain day today. And tomorrow. And the next day. Pretty soon they’ll stop asking.”
Welcome back to Glogworld, you Glog-tastic Gloginators! (Kudos to Melissa for preemptively taking the word “Gloggerspace” before I got here). for those of you just joining us here, I should probably introduce myself. But I won’t.
Okay, I will. Hello, my name is Iñigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.
No, wait, that’s Mandy Patinkin, not me! My name is Doug Alford, and I am a teacher at Gould Academy. In fact, I have been a teacher at Gould Academy since before they changed the last letter of the alphabet from “Zed” to “Zee” (someone had to do SOMETHING, I mean really, the alphabet song didn’t rhyme until then).
Anyways, here I am, for another year of “Tuesdays At The Academy.” So who am I? Well, if I were an extra from “Close Encounters of the Third Kind”, I would look like this:
But I don’t really look like this. So disregard the photo.
So who am I really? Well, here are a few things I am, and a few I’m not.
A Spanish teacher, a ski patroller, a husband, a father, an advisor, a hiker.
I am not:
A mathematician, an acrobat, a ninja, a flutist, or any kind of tree nut.
I know, you feel like you really know me now, right? Ok, a little more about me.
A singer and guitarist, a voracious reader of The Economist, a white water raft guide, and a wearer of black vests.
I am not:
A fisherman, a tennis player, a good visual artist, an electrician, or a marsupial.
Most of all, for Glog-purposes, I am your Tuesday writer. Which means I get to comment on anything that Melissa says on Monday, without fear of repercussion until next Monday. Which in Gould Academy terms, is a lifetime away.
Happy Tuesday everyone! Oh, and it’s Mountain day today. And tomorrow.
p.s. This year I am including in each end every post a random travel photo. They are meaningless, but I like them. So I’m including them. Here’s the first: