EdgeofGloria

Laissez-la manger de la brioche.

Started out at the kid table  Now drinking sangria and Sprite and Coke (in separate glasses) and at the adult table.

Born 18 July 2000    Died 20 November 2017 The above photo was taken while Daphne was still young. This is one of the best pictures I have of her. Daphne in the backyard. Daphne on a very hot, windy day in front of Northcrest Elementary. Daphne relaxing in my room. A late night selfie. I made a calendar with Daphne. Here she is pondering Shakespeare. Staying cool. Looking super patriotic with a flag wrapped around her. Daphne as a pup. Her ears still flopped. They eventually straightened out. Favorite black and white photo of her. Mom used to take her along when she picked up my niece and nephew. Daphne in the driver's seat. My mom is in the background. Daphne hadn't been doing too well over the past four days or so. I tried to get her into the vet, but I couldn't. I felt bad about that. I came home and she was in my room. I put some pizza in the oven, then found her in the bathroom, confused. I brought her

Here's a short story I wrote for a fiction class last spring. Gloria Diaz Curtis Crisler Advanced Fiction Writing What I Lost (analytical) 23 March 2017 The Bracelet Janell was in the living room, working on a bracelet. It was a Friday night, her mother was at work. Her father was listening to his shortwave radio. It was still early yet. The television was on ABC. Donny and Marie , one of Janell’s favorite shows was on,  but she didn’t notice. A bright, imaginative eight-year-old, she was always thinking, doing, or talking. When her older sister died, she asked lots of questions, and had a definite belief her sister was in Heaven. She wouldn’t realize it then, but later in life, Janell would remember the look on her parents’ faces. The words they said didn’t match the expression in their eyes. “Yes, she’s in Heaven now, and if you want to talk to her, pray to her,” they said. The words were optimistic, the eyes were pained. Janell remembered they got rid

I got some good news today. Plus work is going well. It's about time. And thank you.

Student: I'm really neutral on these topics you want us to write about. So what should I do? Me: The assignment.

Propositioned twice tonight on my ride share experience. The second one asked that we stop at a fast food place, where he bought me tacos. When I drove him to his hotel, he offered me $60 to blow him. I didn't take him up on it, but it's nice to know at my age, I have the option to take up prostitution if a full-time job doesn't come along. The second guy still tipped me, but walked away with my tacos. What a tease.

After taking Publications Management in grad school, and learning about kerning, font choice and highlighting, this doormat made me laugh. I wonder if it will end up on clearance.

Over the last few years, I've noticed more and more mistakes in newspapers, in books published by well-known publishers who should know better, and as always, misspelled business signs around town. I used the following as a teaching opportunity for one of my classes: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-5036643/Grammatical-error-creates-dirty-newspaper-headline.html This is the photo of the offending, but hilarious headline: So proud of one of my students in my co-req class, who, when I asked what sort of punctuation we would need to fix it, came up with the right answer. I also pointed out that a hyphen looks like an erect penis. Ironic, no? Sounds like a hell of a mentoring day experience! "Hey mom, guess what I got today?" What a hard lesson to learn. #allhyphensmatter