Finished the summer program at The Goodman today. I teach teenagers. Many of them I have taught for multiple years. They put on a culminating performance last night, and today was a day of fun and reflecting. It was nice, and kinda sad. I really like teaching. Really like it. I learn every time I do it. I was blessed to work with a great group of kids this summer. Anyone who has anything negative to say about teenagers has not worked with the group of kids that I have worked with, or maybe they are great because I am working with them. That’s what it is. It’s me. It’s all about me. I bring out the best in kids. I should run the Chicago Public School system. Man, if I were running CPS. If only. Yeah, they wouldn’t know shit about math and science and history, but man they would be great actors.
- Kevin
29.Jul.08 
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My former boyfriend from my junior year of high school just emailed me. I haven’t heard from him since 1980-something. He sent a “hey, saw a poster for one of your shows, small world” kinda email. I responded with a “hey, good to hear from you… whatcha been up to?” kinda email. Apparently, this is what he’s been up to:
Well, I have a degree in computer science and astrophysics and a minor in French philosophy. It took me an extra year to graduate, because I went abroad for a year to save a rare, indigenous plant species which — as it turns out — is the cure for at least thirteen forms of cancer. Who knew?! While I was over there I also took a little time to teach impoverished youth how to fish. You know the saying: teach a man to fish… but I digress. Anyway, yeah, Paris was a blast. Didn’t you always want to go there? Still can’t afford it, huh? Oh well. Since coming back to the States, I’ve created a pro-Black radical organization that empowers the youth of America. Barack Obama was one of my best students. And I sit on the board of several philanthropic organizations, along with my wife, Mary Mother of God. Might have heard of her? In my free time I dabble in the arts. Where’d MMoG put that Pulitzer? She’s always moving my things when she’s not volunteering me for yet another socially conscious group or teaching our two perfect children a new language (that’s six at last count). Or breastfeeding orphans. In our Hyde Park brownstone. Didn’t you always want to live in Hyde Park? Can’t afford that either, huh? Yeah, I don’t know how I’d afford myself if it weren’t for those “genius” grants I received. I hate titles. Don’t you? So limiting and divisive. Speaking of titles, I see you have a different last name. I take it you’re married? Good for you. MMoG and I both hyphenated our last names because I’m also a feminist. Did I mention that I received a Purple Heart? Long story. Some other time. So… what have you been up to, Inda?
Okay, I heightened a little for comedic effect. But not much. How do you come back from that?
I write sketch comedy.
Yep.
And… um… I rescued some drowning… puppies in… Afghanistan-istan. Because they were being held by rebel troops. Led by Mamoud…Ali…Shaheed…Muhammad. Nasty business, that. You understand, of course, because that’s so similar to what you do with … um… and the work of… of Jesus and uh… Dr. King.
I got nothing. No comeback. Nada. I have never felt so self-centered and shallow in all my life. He’s saving the world and I’m wondering if I should put my weave back in. Maybe just some highlights. (That was my hair in 1984, by the way.)
- Inda
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We hope to be done editing some new vids soon.
We hope they’re funny.
We hope the water is as blue in Xihuatanejo as Morgan Freeman’s freckles are numerous.
We hope.
- Inda
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