PEMDAS: The Remix
We’re excited to announce that, in producing the new PEMDAS, we’ve partnered with French tire proprietor and restaurant reviewer Michelin!
Tag: School
Your Final Semester of Dental School Will Focus Primarily on the Care and Maintenance of Your Future Office Aquarium
We will cover advanced topics in endodontics, and the selection, upkeep, and disposal of the countless tropical fish in your new dental office.
5 Easy Steps for Turning On a Heater in a Bureaucracy
First, it’s important that you accept the fact that some things in life cannot be changed.
The New York Times Reviews a Production of an Elementary School Musical
His portrayal of sexual obsession and lustful yearning is so convincing, a social worker from CPS has come to watch three consecutive performances.
eLearning Teacher Tricks (From Ghost Hunters)
Turn on a television set in a dark room, dial into a channel that only plays static, and place both your palms against the glass.
A Teacher Weaves His Marital Strife into His Second Grade Spelling Lesson
Help: Never be afraid to ask for help. Some couples go to a marital counselor for help. Help.
“Of Course, It’s Gone Now…”: An Oral History of All the Places My Boomer Parents Have Ever Visited
Dad: The town’s richest family used to own that. Now, everyone goes to Wally-Mart... Me: You have like, 17 pants from Walmart.
Passages from My Nine-Year-Old’s Journal That Prove He’s Possessed by Walt Whitman’s Ghost
O’ empty day in the bore of my classroom. Today Miss Woolley asked me to remove my hat, and I reminded her that I will wear it as I please.
If You Want to Date My Daughter You’re Going to Have to Help Me Get My Wife to Let Me Back into the House First
I don’t know if they teach conflict resolution in that school of yours these days, but I sure could use some relationship advice.
Sometimes I Think About My Childhood Best Friend and Wonder “Whatever Happened to That Guy?”
No one was as close to me as Elliott. We were two peas in a pod, a regular pair of pals, two elephants in a diaper.
A Tribute to Mr. Thompson: Teacher, Mentor, Possible Necromancer
It was never clear what subject he was supposed to be teaching, since on our schedules it was spelled in mysterious runes that burned your eyes.
An Open Letter to That Asshole, Algebra, Who I Thought I’d Never See Again
I’ve never needed the Pythagorean Theorem for any moment of my life. I’m a million times better off without you, just like I always thought.