I’m the teeny tiny pillow on the center of the couch in the lower right corner, amongst the cluster of living room furniture all placed one foot apart.

Don’t you have two entrances into your sinkless Master Roksn?

I’m in K-12 but a detailed rubric ahead of time, somehow acknowledged by students does a lot of legwork. I don’t have to fight over plagiarism for garbage AI work if it already earned a 35%. Same with kids making an underhanded religious point about evolution. Tight rubric wins.

Strong Calvin and Hobbes vibes

My first thought was “Oh, clearly filmed in the southeast piedmont.”

I am very chill about bugs and all but there are good reasons to keep certain ones out. Roaches, termites, grain store pests, mice. Hard no

AI art access absolutely is stopping them from making their own graphics and art. Not gonna argue the experience of being a middle school educator right now with someone who thinks 6th graders should use AI generated graphics.

Middle school teacher here and NOPE that’s not the lesson to teach a middle schooler. There is free art. Also they make dope graphics on their own.

The housing market is not great right now. The reckoning, at least near me, seems to be coming.

And I love conversations with middle schoolers. Really! Depth and breadth and nuance and creativity abound. But when a kid thinks they can school me on evolution or convince the class of MAHA nonsense, I just let them keep talking and dig their own hole.

I’m on the twilight end of 25 years of running at 39 years old. Anyone gatekeeping running just hasn’t had their repetitive use injuries catch up to them (and is an ass).

And it’s their biggest investment! A house is only going to sell at a good price if it’s in good shape! No one wants the plastic crystal handle bathroom fixture. And clear your garbage and get uniform lightbulbs at the very least before you list it. Good god.

Why would you buy new construction when you can have this 35 year old electric stove, duct work that doesn’t connect in the walls, and windows with broken seals? But in a prime location!

We live in central NC in the land of student-athlete hero worship. There is no halfway here. It’s all-in, travel and injuries included, or you don’t play.

Not gonna lie, it sounds like a show about the fictionalized lives of McElroys with the brief description. A little reading tells me it is not.