Mr. Google. Hey, Mr. Google!
One of my favorite Carpenters songs is “Mr. Guder.” But for these purposes, it’s “Mr. Google.” My father-in-law says, “Ask Mr. Google about this….or that…” I got an email from GSuite, I didn’t even know I had GSuite. I think there’s been a name change and that’s the confusion. The email said that my credit card had expired. I looked
Leader of the Pack
I picked this picture because how can you be stressed if you see a St. Bernard puppy? You know how I was so worried about how the group project was going to turn out. I shouldn’t have been. I’m not referring to the grade, we don’t know that and I have to get all the points available for this project,
An Apple for the Teacher
So, one of my classes, research methods, is in the Psychology building. The Psych and Journalism buildings are the ugliest ones on campus, but I was a Journalism student in the 70s and now have a class in the Psych building this year. I have fond memories and it’s nice to have a post-modern classroom. All the rooms have whiteboards