I know football started and I enjoyed a robust discussion at the Gotham Golf Outing's cocktail party with Paul Napolitano concerning tomorrow eve's game I apparently will not be able to view via "conventional" means. But the tailgating Shelly and I enjoyed in the Met Life Parking lot on September 3 preceded no football contest; instead we gathered with good friends Eric & Jarmine and Lee & Shari to in advance of a "boss performance" that evening.
Because of the explosion of AI, educators have to rethink how they’ll teach courses this fall from Writing 101 to computer science. As an.educator myself, I want to embrace the technology’s potential to teach and learn in new ways. The issue is when you have to assess students, there's a need to “ChatGPT-proof” test questions and assignments.
I regularly post on X (formally know as Twitter) and I've never had more than 50 views. Then I posted a pic of Meghan Markle and said "Bingeing on Suits (and Meghan Markle)!!! and suddenly I'm a virtual influencer with 14K views to date.
With Labor Day behind us and summer over (although, technically, we have a few weeks left), we struggle with the annual question of the moment:Did the summer go by quickly or slowly?
What happened to our world? Our lives? Our society? It seems that nothing, absolutely nothing is "as it used to be". We live such fast paced existences, rarely slowing down to "smell the roses". I personally struggle to find the work life balance for myself that I pound into the heads of my staff. I want them to resist burnout, realizing that by providing that relief to them, I am piling more on myself to pick up where they must leave off of they are to have some needed down time.
Everyone takes their coffee or tea a different way. In the fall and the winter, I have hot coffee with an artificial sweetener and, if I’m home I will probably put in a flavored creamer. My husband, on the other hand, will generally only drink on Sunday mornings. For him, I add a scoop of hot chocolate mix (his personal favorite is Godiva) as well as creamer.
Often, I get asked why I still attend shows. A good example why is the adrenalin rush, the high I get that last for days and propels me and energizes this soul; it caries over into my life and, perhaps for me, my professional side. And last Monday's Jackson Browne concert at the Beacon Theatre delivered on all the preceding.