In A Bit of a Funk and Some Changes – Maybe

Over the past couple of days, I will admit it, I have been in a bit of a funk and yesterday I really thought about how to get out of it.

What brought this funk on? Most likely it was when I read that David Patterson lost his battle to cancer this summer. I knew that he had fought it for over a year, but I hadn’t realized how bad it had gotten.

David Patterson teaching a session at ACTEM 2010
David Patterson teaching a session at ACTEM 2010

David was the person who taught and mentored me in how to use and implement many facets of social media into my classroom and eventually into my life. Although we didn’t see one another all that much over the past few years, we did stay in contact through commenting on his photography blog and he would stop around here to see what I was up to every so often.

I was saddened to hear of David’s passing and know that the world lost a true gentleman. It made me look again at how fragile our lives really are and how we need to work harder to stay in contact with those people who have touched our lives.

He would be the first to tell to me to do something about my funk (some would call it grieving) and get my butt moving again.

Moving On

David taught me so much about how to use social media and the more that I thought about what David and I discussed back in 2008 and that I need to get back to why I started using social media. Continue reading “In A Bit of a Funk and Some Changes – Maybe”


Yes, I am back a day early and full of piss and vinegar and ready to get started again.

I was on a blogging vacation last week and it has turned into a complete revamping of my blog.

Not a change in direction in what I will be writing about so much, but more of a stop, take a close look at what I am doing and where I want to go. So I can make changes that I believe will make my blog, a better blog or at least more fun to write and more fun to read.

Oh I will still be a bit irreverent, use PG-17 language (although as a former middle school teacher, I can tell you that 12 and 13 years olds use worse language than I do) more how people actually talk, write a lot about running and getting to be a crotchety old fart, so that part won’t change all that much.

However, some of the changes are pretty big: Continue reading “Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes”