Author Archives: Alyson Indrunas
SFWH: Creating our own personal little lakes. Or ponds. Or puddles.
“But the answer is simple. Love is a mix tape.” ― Rob Sheffield, Love is a Mix Tape Recently I was asked to speak to a group of student leaders at the Washington State Legislative Academy, and I wanted to give them … Continue reading
See my Kool-Aid mustache?
Today I worked on a presentation title and blurb for a presentation at the Assessment, Teaching, & Learning Conference. My co-presenter and I have already generated 10 pages of text and we haven’t even started talking about what we are actually … Continue reading
I never got around to defining the terms you highlight
Today in my inbox, I have three invitations that all involve drinking. Is it the time of year? Or does my inner-party girl attract certain type of friend? The first is from the co-captain of my cycling team, Ben. A … Continue reading
Things you shouldn’t understand.
Yesterday I spent a tremendous amount of time finishing some half-baked ideas that I started six months ago. I did a bunch of writing and research as related to the employer, and I also spent a lot of time reading. … Continue reading
My Life Thus Far by the Decade: A Memoir
Warning: If you are part of the SFWH, this post has nothing to do with that. Click away and go back The Happening. Nothing you will read here is half as interesting as what’s going there. Before I get to … Continue reading
Being a graffiti artist in your neighborhood
I want to share some things that I learned today with the Federated Wiki Happening. Because now I know not to blog in my wiki. But first, I really wish Jack White and John Doe would leave me alone. Two … Continue reading
A bit lost in the neighborhood
Before I get into it, I want to first say if you haven’t discovered The Thermals, and if you like power trios, you need to know them. But first a quick story about going to see a power trio as an … Continue reading
Unlock the potential and pedal to new learning.
Here I am starting a blog with references to cycling, yet I haven’t ridden a bike in two weeks. Somehow I’ve come down with this nasty chest cold that feels like I have two giant rubber bands around my lungs … Continue reading