A few weeks ago I took a week-long social media break. I tried to not check Facebook or Twitter Friday evening-Thursday evening. Tried. I'm a news junkie so I did end up checking Twitter several times, but avoided tweeting. I avoided most of Facebook aside from one check or so a day to make sure I didn't miss an invite (but also because it's my job to be on Facebook for work and NASPA's Veterans Knowledge Community). The break was needed. I felt too tied to it. My brain was more peaceful during and after.

This past Saturday I spent the entire day with a family I had never met before, knowing only one person (a friend who invited me out). While I did end up with a headache (or mild migraine, I had symptoms of both) toward the end of the evening, I felt so energized the next day. I didn't think much about work or any of the other stuff weighing me down. I had solid conversations about current events, politics, law, family, wine, and beer. We were in the Finger Lakes…


I took a week away from social media. I admit I peaked. Especially today. The political science geek in me couldn't help it. I've been thinking a lot. A lot about what I share, what I feel, and what I verbalize.

At home we've been working through the Star Wars series, watching hockey and baseball, and seeing friends and family. One thing I've noticed is that we always hope for a cavalry. We hope for the Ents or the Eagles. We hope for the Asgardians. We hope for air support. We hope the relief pitcher can control his pitches. We hope that the goal is on his game. We hope. We just hope.

I hope the Senate does what the Senate was built for - the saucer which cools the tea. It takes radical bills from the hot headed sibling, tempers and tames them, and sends the bills back on their way. I hope my Senators choose to listen to constituents who believe the things I believe in, as opposed to the people who believe the things my family members believe.

I hope that after the ne…


I took a look at my Twitter timeline recently and realized that I've been doing a lot of re-tweeting and not using my own voice. So, I've been thinking about it. Mainly because when I look at other people's timelines, when I'm deciding whether or not to follow them, I consider their number of retweets.

So. Again. I've been thinking about it. Thinking about why I tweet, and what I tweet, and what I share, and how I think about what I share. My initial conclusion is that other people have better words than me, and so I'm just sharing those thoughts. But, then I started to think about it some more. Because I have good words. Most of the time. I think.

On top of not tweeting much, I also haven't been keeping up with either blog. The goal was a post a week, and then my work life imploded. I came home with my brain fried and the only physical exertion I could handle was cooking dinner and then sitting on the couch. I went to a conference. Things got better at wor…

In the haze of exhaustion

My goal for this blog in 2017 was to post at least weekly, work got complicated and when I returned home at night I didn't have much energy to think or reflect or write. Starting Wednesday, February 8th until February 11th, I was at the NASPA Symposium on Military-Connected Students. There were about 300 attendees and a packed conference schedule. I'm on the board of the Veterans Knowledge Community, which helps NASPA plan the conference. My role is Communication Co-Chair, so even when I wasn't in a session or participating in some way, I was wandering around taking pictures or tweeting for the conference.

Being at a conference is an interesting experience for me and this one was even more unique. My paid job isn't about interacting with military-connected students, it's just a topic I'm deeply interested in. So to be surrounded by practitioners who have been doing this work for years was mind blowing. They have so many fantastic ideas and are generally brillia…

Don't burn the place down

One of my goals for this year is to write more. To let things percolate in my brain, or on paper, and then show it to all of you. Most of my blog posts are inspired by things that happen at work, which I narrow down and then find a learning moment within.

This week I've learned a lot, most of it I can't talk about here, or on Twitter, or really anywhere except private conversations. But maybe that's this week's thought: sometimes we learn things that aren't public. Sometimes our actions, our offices, our brains, are better left in the private world where they can be discussed over coffee or a beer.

I don't care because I care

I met with someone recently who I had never met before. Toward the end of our time together, the person said "you have an 'I don't care' attitude, like you're going to call it like you see it".

My "I don't care" nonchalance is not, in fact, because I don't care. It's because I care so much that I can't care. I can't care about being nice, I can't care about sugar coating things, I can't care about making you feel good. I "don't care" because I can make this learning environment safe, even if it hurts. I can fix things, I can make calls, I can put the world right (most of the time), but I need my students to know that there are consequences.

I care so much that I believe students deserve the truth about their situation. If a student is going to fail, if they haven't followed instructions, if they are in bad shape, they deserve to know. Students sometimes need to fail, and the beautiful thing is we have th…

Death by Comment

I bought a new car last week. Ok, I'm leasing a new car. We picked it up Wednesday, December 28th. In the following few days my tire pressure sensor lit up. Now, I know that temperature fluctuation can affect tire pressure, so I didn't think anything of it. By Sunday it was still on, so on Monday I checked the pressure on the front passenger tire, it was at 25 PSI. So, I think to myself, crap, I could have a nail in this. Fast forward to today. I call my dealership, say what's going on, and the guy on the other end of the phone says to bring it in. I ask if I need an appointment, and he says no. So after work, I drove there and they can't help right away I'll need to wait an hour.

I ask if they can just put air in it and I'll make an appointment to come back later in the week. The woman at the service counter asked what was going on and was like "yeah, but if the weather turns bad, you don't want to be driving around with a nail in the tire" and s…