The Beauty of a Rubik's Cube

Two weeks ago, Ellie and I attacked the basement and storage room with a vengeance. What came of this endeavor...throwing away all of my notebooks from college (I thought I would read them again, WHEN?!?), countless birthday cards and letters, dinosaur computers with about five years of dust on them, a bunch of boxes from the appliances we received for our wedding, and garbage bags full of just STUFF that for some reason I could never bring myself to throw away or give to charity. After the bloodletting was complete, I had managed to whittle down all my "collectables" into one medium-sized container...including my prized Rubik's Cube. I had bought it while working at Camp Spalding in the hopes of stretching my mind and impressing campers with my amazing talents. Turns out the cube was way beyond my capabilities. So, I coerced a fellow counselor to teach me how to solve the blasted thing. Long story short...after a couple days of fascination I lost interest, and thus how it ended up at the bottom of a plastic tub filled with decade-old camp stuff. This past week, with the help of www.rubiksolver.com, I have pretty much mastered THE CUBE, and have been able to use my new talent in the classroom. Kids are fascinated by the littlest things, even when they know I learned how to solve it on the Internet!!