Category Archives: Chicago

The Fault in Our Stars is That they Keep Crying

I actually accidentally met John Green before I read anything by him and way before I knew what a nerdfighter was. I got to go to NCTE in Chicago a few years back, a giant convention of English teachers, getting … Continue reading

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Chicago, the Less Windy City

After traveling to Chicago in what the locals assured me was an unseasonably warm week (guess I brought New Mexico with me) I’ve decided we should petition Chicago to change it’s nickname to The-Not-Quite-as-windy-as-New-Mexico city. Seems fair enough. All in … Continue reading

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