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Quick Comic for Teachers: Math Problems, Charles Schulz

This one has been flying around the internet for years, but it always makes me laugh.

Maybe it will have the same satisfying effect on you.

It’s interesting, I think, that Sally uses the word “hell” here. In the context of Peanuts, it’s almost shocking. And therefore more powerful. And, I think, a little funnier.

Thank you, as always, Charles Schulz.

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My New Mets Blog: 2 Guys Talking Mets Baseball

I have a friend whose mother is a huge fan of the New York Mets. Sadly, she’s been losing the battle with Alzheimer’s, can no longer live on her own, and often doesn’t even recognize the face of her own son. This is familiar territory for people my age. We’re watching our parents get old, get sick, get terribly confused, and pass from our lives.

Anyway, my buddy tells me, “You know what’s funny? She still asks about the Mets. She may have forgotten most of her life, but there’s some part of her that still knows the Mets are important.”

And I get that, I get it completely. For starters, my mother is the same way. And I’m the same way, because I’m my mother’s son. In 1969, at age 8, I attended Game 5 of the 1969 World Series — the day the Mets won it all in that miracle year. It remains a central, vivid, defining event for me, a North Star in the constellation of my life.

As I posted on our Mets blog yesterday, I even remember going into school the next day with a knot in my stomach, fearful of my poor excuse for an absence. I missed school for a baseball game? I didn’t think that would fly.

“The following day in class I tried to appear as sickly as possible. But unbeknownst to me, my mother had sent in a note explaining my truancy. Mrs. Thompson came to me and said, “I heard you were at the baseball game!” I confessed that, alas, it was true, figuring myself for a dead man. But to my relief, Mrs. Thompson smiled wide and told me that I was a lucky fellow. And I was lucky, even I knew as much, but I had never expected a teacher to realize it, too. It’s like when you are a kid and ASTONISHED to see a teacher at, say, the supermarket. You’re like, “You’re a human being? That eats . . . food?!” You just didn’t see them as people, exactly. That’s how I felt about Mrs. Thompson. I never figured her for a fan.

The simple truth is, I’m still a huge Mets fan and, down to my bones, “a baseball guy.” Which is a long way of telling you that I’ve cooked up a new side project, a blog about the New York Mets. I’m partnering it with my friend, Michael, mentioned above. It’s called 2 Guys Talking Mets Baseball.

If you’re a fan, come on by and check us out.

What’s that great quote from Jim Bouton?

“You spend a good piece of your life gripping a baseball

and in the end it turns out

that it was the other way around all the time.”

Summer Hiatus: This Is How I Want Writing to Feel

I should have written this post a month ago. My apologies for that, dear dwindling Nation of Readers.

I’m taking a break this summer. Have been, actually.

The honest truth: I have this nagging sense that it’s a net-positive (hee-hee, clever that) to get off the grid for a while.

The good news: I’ve been writing books! I have three new books coming out next summer, the launch of a new series plus a picture book, and I’m very excited about the new directions I’m taking. Or is it . . . the new places that my writing is taking me?

As a writer, I’m trying to learn new things, open up, free my imagination, let go a little bit more, let impossible things happen. See that picture up top? That’s how I want writing to feel. So I’m loosening my grip on realism. But mostly: I’ve made an effort to get back to basics, focus on writing, focus on doing my job, and letting some of the self-promotion stuff fall away, that whole semi-sickening business of James Preller, commodity/product. I think writers live in dangerous times, the lure of Twitter and Facebook and Pinterest and Distraction in general. So much time away from what’s essential.

That said: I’ve done this blog for four years and it’s been a great writing outlet for me, a place to put all that randomness, I’ve loved it, and it’s been a great way for me to connect with Specifically You.

I just needed a break, I guess. Thanks for stopping by. Much appreciated. Hopefully see you back here in September.

My 804th Post!

Just noticed that my last post was #803.

Which means almost nothing, and I suppose that’s something.

Still: 803 posts, 49 months, 199,462 visits, 379,788 pageviews.

I have no idea if those numbers are good or bad or whatever.

I’ve enjoyed posting, and that’s why I still do it.

Thank you, sincerely, for stopping by.

My best, JP