1) Every time I reread Their Eyes Were Watching God (and I have read it at least seven times), I am continually floored by Hurston's craft, her beautiful language. I think she and Nabokov might be my two very favorite writers for the sheer beauty of their sentences, some of which I want to frame and hang on my wall. » 1/28/15 2:35pm Wednesday 2:35pm

I'm with you. I'm in Boston and woke up to a foot of snow on my sheltered! window AC unit. It's still coming down here—huge, fluffy flakes. I haven't been outside yet, but the maintenance guy shoveling snow in the back alley my apartment looks out over is working pretty hard through 2' drifts. » 1/27/15 11:57am Tuesday 11:57am

As a former public high school teacher who was volun-ordered to teach health classes regardless of my certification, this guy is my FREAKING HERO. This is an exemplary educator: he identified a huge (ahem) need regardless of local political BS (which hamstrings educators more than you might think but somehow rarely… » 1/23/15 4:59pm 1/23/15 4:59pm