Harold just saw:
a. an honest politician.
b. the future.
c. Fatty Arbuckle taking a steam in the sauna.
d. a witch waltzing with the ghost of Abraham Lincoln on a lake of writhing ghouls.
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In Defense of Boredom wp.me/p3Lwy8-CR via @pernilleripp
4 of 5 stars to The Naked and the Dead by Norman Mailer goodreads.com/review/show/10…
Something rammed me at the knees from behind. I toppled back into a green sort of bucket. It turned out to be Hat's jiffy. #oz
'I'll have you out of here in a jiffy,' said Hat, the tiny voice. 'I'll get it.' 'Get what?' I asked. 'The jiffy, of course,' said Hat. #oz
A Letter to Those Who are New, Myself Included... wp.me/p3Lwy8-CP via @pernilleripp
The Poem About Lambs, children's humor at bekkaofthorns.com #poetry
'Here's a clue. My name is something you wear,' said the tiny voice. I rubbed my chin in the dense swirling mist. Hat?' 'YES!' it cried. #oz
4 of 5 stars to Dean and Me by Jerry Lewis goodreads.com/review/show/10…
Starting Over Again - Some New Teacher Tips From A Not So Veteran Teacher wp.me/p3Lwy8-CN via @pernilleripp
Lost in Labbimist and an invisible creature with a tiny voice wants me to guess its name. 'Rumplestiltskin?' 'No, but funny. Ha.' #oz
The Clown Frog Kwiz, dada at dochortonsloondiary.com #dada
'OK, tiny voice, lead me out of this Labbimist. But first, what's your name and what are you?' I said. 'Guess,' giggled the tiny voice. #oz
So You Want to Integrate Technology - Now What? wp.me/p3Lwy8-Ck via @pernilleripp
'I'm invisible to the Labbimist,' said the tiny voice. 'Invisible to me, too,' I said. 'I know. Isn't it exciting?' said the tiny voice. #oz
Confessions of a Former Rewards Addict wp.me/p3Lwy8-BV via @pernilleripp
Despair knocked on the door to my mind, but before I answered it, a tiny voice sounded in my ear, 'I can lead you out of the Labbimist.' #oz
TOP TEN WAYS TO TURN YOUR CLASSROOM INTO A HOTBED OF ENTHUSIASTIC READERS by Megan Ginther and Holly M… wp.me/p21t9O-1AD via @CBethM
corporation, n. An ingenious device for obtaining individual profits without individual responsibility. - Ambrose Bierce 100+ yrs ago
'I'm bored with you,' said the voice in the fog. 'I won't speak to you again until the 1st or maybe 2nd anniversary of your capture.' #oz
I felt through the fog along the wall and touched a handhold. I recoiled in horror when I realized the handhold was a moving hand. #oz
Fifty Years On, A Hard Day's Night Is Still Revelatory villagevoice.com/2014-07-02/f… via @villagevoice
Richard Linklater’s Boyhood: As transcendent as it is ordinary, just like life slate.com/articles/arts/… via @Slate
'Found a wall. Good for you. Now what you think you're gonna do?' sang the Labbimist, swirling thickly in derision. #oz
So How Do We Create Passionate Writers? wp.me/p3Lwy8-BI via @pernilleripp
School libraries must be ‘fit for purpose’ says cross-party report from MPs schoolsimprovement.net/school…
I ignored the Labbimist's taunts and set about swimming through the fog searching for an exit. I bumped against a wall. #oz
A serpent twine of mist approached my ear and hissed, 'Need a hint to solve my maze? Too bad.' A fog laughing is irritating. #oz
The Elf Queen's Glade, an 8 line story poem at bekkaofthorns.com #childrenspoetry
I lunged this way and that, sometimes walking sideways, sometimes upside down, but ever trapped in the mocking fog. #oz
On Thalia’s 9th birthday, the biggest parenting cliche in the world. mom-101.com/2014/07/on-tha…
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