ants in my pants
When someone asks me what I blog about, I often describe my blog as a collection of humiliating stories about myself. And then I ask myself, 1) why do I take glee in telling such stories, 2) why do I seem to have such a plethora of such stories, and 3) why do others enjoy reading them?I’ve leave the last question for you to ponder. But for your schaudenfraude pleasure, here’s what happened on Wednesday night.I was preparing for class, as usual. Wednesday is always a frantic . . .