“No two people are alike, and both of them are damn glad of it.” Mamacita says: That’s a quotation; that’s not me saying “damn,” although I frequently occasionally do. I am, to my shame, greatly afflicted with “potty mouth,” and … Continue reading
Mamacita says: Finally. Someone has finally asked me a question I’ve wished for years someone would ask. It’s a question that’s right up there with Ed McMahon asking if he could come inside and give me a surprise. (Shut up, … Continue reading
Mamacita says: I can remember being really little, and I can remember my parents playing with me. (Those are my parents; aren’t they pretty?) They played with me whenever they could, but it wasn’t very often. I can remember Mom … Continue reading
Mamacita says: Sometimes I wonder how I ever decided to become a teacher, what with my lower-than-low opinion of people who aren’t interested in lifelong learning, my intolerance and complete disdain of willful ignorance, my disregard of any rule that … Continue reading
Mamacita says: I teach in a community college, and I have found that my hardest-working students are, for the most part, the older ones, the ones who have been out of school for many years, the ones who have been … Continue reading
Mamacita says: I’m on vacation right now, and it only took one day for my body to revert to its normal vampiric timing. In other words, it’s noon and I just got up. Don’t tell anybody, ok? They might think … Continue reading