Gone but not forgotten was a great radio program from Dee-troit in 1981. I had a tape made of it, which is gone. The music was doo-wop, R&B, pure Dee-troit in the pre-rap days, I guess.
I was there for an international convention for Teachers of English as a Second or Other Language, TESOL. That was in my other life, one of many others: straight A student, hippie, student of architecture, student activist for Libelu, activist for the PT, student and teache of English as a foreign language, in Rio de Janeiro.
Graduate student at USC, applied linguistics while teaching foreign graduate students, education K-12, and finally Spanish bilingual teacher, three years with LAUSD and ten with Santa Monica-Malibu USD.
Not that any of this matters. I have a scyatica crisis and must seek help for it. Sitting and typing hasn't been helpful. In addition, there is some personal business to tend to.
I'll be back in two weeks. In the meantime I will be importing links of stuff that catches my eye. No politics of the Middle East, I'm sorry but I don't feel like wallowing in the mire. I'd rather spend the night on fire.
a break
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Well, of good intentions the road to hell is paved. Circumstances beyond my control, as the Pretenders sing, interrupted my "vacation."
It's good to be back.
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