Just when you thought it was over...

John Kerry manages to break free from his handlers and pull a boner of all boners. Yeah...asshole, mock the military. Go ahead...mock the educated (all levels...Ivies on down), those getting educated, and those that joined to eventually receive an education. I bet our soldiers can pronounce Ghengis Khan correctly....friggin' cake-eater!

Ok...I just realized something funny a few hours and a good, long nap after I initially posted this...John Kerry was calling our military uneducated and dumb. However, in his refusal to make an apology, he said that his statement was a botched attempt at pointing out Bush's lack of intellectual ability resulting in Bush getting stuck in Iraq. Isn't it a bit ironic that he tries to get out of this situation by saying that he can't communicate in a manner that makes his point clear, i.e. he can't form sentences with clarity of message? Gee....Yale didn't educate him very well did it? Kind of makes him look uneducated and dumb....well, and highly immature.

Don't mock the monster!!!!

Puttin' on the Ritz - Young Frankenstein.

I BELIEVE THIS PUTS THE FINAL NAIL IN THE COFFIN OF HALLOWEEN 2006. I AM GOING TO MY FIRST YOUTUBE ANONYMOUS MEETING, NOW. "HELLO, MY NAME IS RT AND I HAVE A PROBLEM..."

Homer in The Raven

AND FINALLY...FOR THE FINALE OF MY HALLOWEEN VIDEO-FEST...I'D BE REMISS IF I DID NOT OFFER SOME LITERATURE. ENJOY!

Ant Music

NOT REALLY HALLOWEEN...BUT IT WAS SCARY THAT I WAS IN LOVE WITH THIS MAN WHEN I WAS A YOUNG TEENAGE LASS.

Rob Zombie - Dragula

BOO!!!! ANOTHER "SCARY" VIDEO (NOT!)

Misfits - Monster Mash *LIVE!*

ONE HALLOWEEN TREAT...HA HA HA!

Clarity

I'm just about done licking my wounds. What angers me most is that I spent five years trying to build up the courage to take "risks" again, to say "go-for-it." I had my heart broken in a zillion pieces five years ago. It is still not quite right and I miss the person who broke it...(bad thing, I know). It has been like this since I was 18...this guy from five years ago.

So, I let this other person in...made me forget all the other bullpucky. I finally said F-it...take a risk....all signs were encouraging, so it was an easy decision. That's why I'm so perturbed. Well, that and what he was doing behind his wife's back. How sleazy.

So...I've learned a lesson and I'm trying to not allow this whole thing skew my view of taking risks and being afraid to trust. They're not all like this sack-o-crap, are they?

Live and learn.

Thanks, y'all for listening to me whine.

Nothing says Halloween like Ozzy f****** Osbourne

Ozzy Osbourne - Bark At The Moon

WOLF! WOLF!

On the docket...

Over the next couple of days I'll continue my musical Halloween. Hope you have enjoyed the music I've chosen so far.

Sorry to dump my humiliation and hurt on you all. I got a bit of revenge via email. Hey if people want to be asses, who am I to stop them? I'm the one who learns a lesson, becomes a better person, and finds yet one more way to connect and empathize with others.

I hope you all have had a nice weekend. Love your family and significant others...don't take their love for granted.

Some things are better said through song...

My Chemical Romance - I'm Not Ok

UMMMMM....MY LIFE IN A NUTSHELL!

DON'T WORRY...I'M DONE WITH HURT AND HUMILIATED...ON TO ANGER, NOW.

KISS - Detroit Rock City 10-29-1976

IT WAS 30 YEARS AGO TODAY....A HAPPY HALLOWEENIE PRESENT FROM THE CENTER SQUARE...I REMEMBER WATCHING THIS WHEN I WAS SEVEN YEARS OLD...WOW!!!!

I give up...

After spending a few months seriously worrying about a particular person's well-being and whereabouts...I find out that particular person was keeping information from me. Let's just say he was supposed to be, in his words, "used to be married." That implies divorced, right? So like, he just disappears on me...???? What the FUCK! Oh...can you guess what he was lying about??? Hmmm...I happened to be looking for properly bred pit bull puppies (not for me) and guess what I came across? He and his WIFE had a puppy reserved. Now before you get all...maybe it was another guy. He has a very distinct name and lives in a part of the country where it would not be duplicated...trust me! When did they make this "reservation" for a puppy? Two weeks after he stopped talking to me.

I'm done. I'm going to be an old, toothless hag and love it. I'm never going let someone impale my heart with lies anymore! Fuck 'em all! Lying bastards...emphasis on the tards! I'm really confused. Even his last email made it sound like I'd keep hearing from him...that just made me worry about his well-being even more.

(I took out a paragraph that appeared in an earlier version of this post. I didn't like it.)

After I wrote this I did a "free" search to see if he was still married...like I can't believe my eyes...he even lied about his age! He's still not older than me, but he's only like two years younger than me. My friend's brother is an officer on his base....If I was a nasty person...but, I'm not. I'll get on, and continue to know that I cannot trust men. Sad thing...he made me feel differently, asshole!

HAPPY HALLOWEEN, FIAR!!!!

Reign in blood - Slayer

I BET SLAYER LIKES BACON!!!!

Happy Birthday, Mommy!

Yesterday was my mom's 63rd birthday. While she has been through a lot of hard times in her life, she has always found a way to keep God as her focus. She's experienced a bad marriage that she left (thank God), a very deadly form of cancer, non-cancer health problems, a child who drove her crazy, and a mother who would have made Hitler cry (almost drove me to a breakdown). Despite all of it, my mom managed to not give up hope of better things for herself or for me.

Because of my mom and her faith, I have been raised in a Christian home. Even though it took until I was in my early 20s, and while I maintain my rough edges and potty mouth as I go through my late 30s, I do know to whom I belong and to whom I have given my life. Without God blessing me with my mother (all of our issues included), I never would have had the faith I now have. I hope God has huge blessings for my mom in the future...she deserves them!

How can you not love a mom who can identify the Metallica and Motley Crue songs during hockey game stoppages?

A HALLOWEEN TREAT FROM IRON MAIDEN!!!!

Iron Maiden - The Number Of The Beast

This is my ALL-TIME favorite story-telling band! Btw...did y'all know that Maiden's drummer, Nicko McBrain, is a born again Christian? (He's not in this video.) Heh, heh...Falwell would have a seizure! There are a few more in the metal world...they'd surprise you, too. However, I'm not here to shove things down your throats. Enjoy the story!!!

What is your favorite word?

Sounds a little weird, eh? But hey, we all have words that we just love, whether it be a catch phrase or just one simple word.

My favorite word is utterly. I don't use it much, but it such a word of great "impact." I am utterly sullen. I am utterly in love. I utterly hate that person! It is the end all, be all...the ultimate in expressing an emotion.

Gearing up for Halloween...THE BEST VAMPIRE SONG EVER!!!!!

Judas Priest - Love Bites

This video doesn't do their live show justice. Halford rules!

BTW...I LISTEN TO THIS SONG QUITE OFTEN ON MY WAY TO SCHOOL! This is my "coffee."

Headlines...because I have nothing original to do!

Got any of your own? Got better "responses" than mine? Go ahead...I'd enjoy the laughs!

Vampires a mathematical impossibility, scientist Says
ONE! ha ha ha, TWO! ha ha ha THREE! ha ha ha...ummm I think the scientist was wrong.

Weight gain means lower gas mileage
Would being an airhead imply that the tires are overinflated and the car will begin floating?

Lance Bass' boyfriend target of threats...
Hmmm....Is the rest of 'Nsync jealous?

Roethlisberger says Falcon taunted him...
Grow some, buddy. What ever happened to the hard asses? Concrete Charlie would make Benny cry for his mommy!

Access exclusive: Tara Reid opens up...
I'm not touching that one! (apparently no one else will, either)

NBA's Stern tells players to leave guns at home...
and pot, and mistresses, and gin & juice, etc...

Streisand Goes to the Dogs....
AND??????

Senators Kennedy and Edwards Promote Higher Minimum Wage...
Oh, I am sorry. I thought that said "promote two drink minimum."

Senators Feinstein, Snowe request full investigation of breast implants...
Senator Kennedy elated!

Argentina seeks Iranians...
for long walks on the beach at sunset to watch the mushroom clouds.

Candidate runs on cleavage...
He believes in boobs!

Nasa launches Stereo mission...
Mars is made of vinyl?

Protecting the spineless from extinction...
PETA works to save Democrats!

Take an aural adventure with Richard Bangs...
Sometimes some well-placed words write the jokes!

In honor of Wyatt's ability to hate...a theme song. Enjoy!

Ugly Kid Joe-Everything About You

:p

Hmmmmmm

Questions for y'all:

1. If you are a highly (over)paid actress, do you bother with a man who has substance abuse issues (past & present)?

2. If you are a woman, 5'10" in height, do you wear really high heels?

3. Is it ok to despise the owner of your favorite hockey team for
emphasizing the "Flyers' Philosophy," which from what I can tell so
far, hasn't worked in over thirty years. Loyalty and treating players well is one thing, but shouldn't the "mission" statement be updated?

4. Superman or the Hulk? Why?

5. Which is the better date: a mega-nice dinner at a really nice restaurant; or a couple of movies, way too many snacks, and lots of beverages, while curled up on the couch?

Paging Dr. Fine

Update:
Still hacking, but not wheezing.
I'm still really weak, but no longer fevered or ached.
Can also say I'm learning an important lesson about not making work my end-all-be-all...all there is to do.
Gonna get a life; I promise. Maybe I'll have some fun things to post from now on; well, hopefully.

Don Snider has spoken.

"Hitch, I got an offer you can't refuse."
"Yes, Don Snider. What is it?"
"I offer that you go work for another team. You're fired!"

Personally, I was hoping Hitchcock would be fired. He fraks with minds too much. You don't take stable, well-adjusted players and turn them into mush and expect them to win...ARSE! Actually, I just always thought he was a little weird.

Well, and Wyatt's dream came true...in a dignified manner. Clarke, gone. For how he's allowed/watched the team suffer of late because of his poor decision making, I'm miffed. However, I'm glad he resigned with dignity. It is what you hope for people who see the need to move on with life.

I was skimming a story about Jacques Lemarie the other day. I just kept thinking, "Why can't we get really good coaches that make players want to excel?" I was kind of sad, really. My first hockey game was when I was in sixth grade. It was the Flyers vs Quebec Nordiques (sp?) . Bobby Clarke played. A puck whizzed over my head and someone two rows back caught it. I remember the fights, the excitement, the speed of the game (not as fast as today, but still quick), and how a sport just grabbed me and had my full attention. I hope the Flyers make me feel that way again. If not, I'm putting Holmgren in to kick some of their asses.

BTW...my mom woke me up like the most breaking of news events was happening....Flyer-land is special, isn't it?

Top 5 List...because I only have half a brain right now...

Top Five Things You Don't Want to Hear:


5. I don't have the key to the handcuffs. Do you have them?

4. Stay tuned for our Michael Jackson video marathon.

3. Really, the mullet is flattering. You should get one.

2. Trust me. This won't hurt.

1. Come out with your hands up!

Your .02

Ok, so it is no secret that I need to curb my work-a-holic ways. Well, I'm actually doing pretty normal amounts of work for English teachers at my high school.

However, I need to make changes that benefit my health. I've decided upon "school" changes that I need to make, but I am trying to think long-term. Change schools? Change careers? Move somewhere else in this country? Go hide in a cabin in Montana and write books with my cats at my feet? (Thought I was going Unibomber on ya, eh?)

I have a lot of responsibilities that have been keeping me in my present school. For the past two years I have felt the oh, so gentle nudge that some of us have felt that we know if we ignore it, God will doing something "big" to get our attention. I'm just trying to figure out what "it" is.

I just know, especially at this age, that my health (mental, physical, emotional, and spiritual) is way more important than a job. Since I have begun teaching I've lost friends (I'm always "too busy"), I can't take care of myself, and I have no "chill" time....I'm always thinking about school, students and what I'm doing next. The summer is not much different. It is spent getting ready for the next year. Yeah, it is great to have all the holiday and summer time off, but there are ten months of the year that I am putting in close to 60-70 hours per week. Apparently, I am too much of a wuss to handle it.

So, if you were in my shoes, what would you do? I'm already praying, have been for a few months. Before I got sick I said, "I am ready to move on, God." It is scary thinking about it, but it seems unavoidable. I love teaching, but perhaps there is something else or somewhere else I'm supposed to be.

Shall we join my Viking brothers in song?

I DONT LIKE SPAM!!!!!

But do they have scrapple, egg, cheese, spam and spam?

A long distance dedication to FIAR

What is the difference between a Democrat and a Republican? A Democrat blows and a Republican sucks.

--Lewis Black

We'll blame all of this on my still quite ill, feverish brain.

Honest, this is not how I drive to work everyday!

Chop Suey parody

I miss being a teenager (sometimes)...Ok, so I am still a secret head-banger.

Parental Advisory????

Colin singing Chop Suey

But if I had kids, this is how they would probably turn out...

The Verdict

Ok...I'm really sick. My mom had to drive me to the doctor in my car....that's how you know I'm sick. In fact, she almost got into an accident.

My doctor told me that I am too rundown from working too hard and then commuting an hour. So...I guess what he is trying to say is, stop killing yourself for kids that don't give you a second thought. He blames the grade-fest I had Monday night and that in general I am rundown...ie last week's almost "sick" episode.

So...my mommy is out getting me my antibiotic and industrial strength cough syrup. Hopefully the fever will finally go away (yep..three days).

At least my eyeballs don't feel like they are going to shoot out of my head today.

I'll be back tomorrow, I think. I am so bored and all my work is at school. My eyes hurt too much to read anyway.

Thank you for your well wishes. I appreciate it. I never get sick like this.

Somebody give me a shot!

Ugh. I probably won't post for a day or two. I am really, really sick. I didn't go to school today, and I am not going tomorrow. The doctor (who I saw last week) won't prescribe anything unless I go tomorrow. So, yippie....I get to feel like shite!

I have gurgly lungs or end of the throat gurgle and bronchitis-like cough, a monster headache (my eyes are killing me), I'm full of aches (could really use a foot rub), my ears hurt, and I'm very flush...feverish. I get sick to my stomach every time I eat...so now I'm really hungry, of course. Yeah...don't prescribe me anything jackhole.

I'm going to go whimper off to bed, again. I slept all day-no improvement.

It sounds silly to ask for your prayers, but please pray that I'm healthy (otherwise) and that this is nothing more than a virus or something.

Ok...off to whimper, now. See...this would be a good time to have someone take care of me...damnit!

So I'm watching the Flyers...

AND A FLIPPIN' FOOTBALL GAME BREAKS OUT!!!!! WHAT'S UP WITH BUFFALO'S TOUCHDOWN AND FIELD GOAL? I PICK THEM IN MY FOOTBALL POOL, NOT HOCKEY!!!!!! UGH!!!!!!!!!

DID THEY ALL HAVE LOBOTOMIES ON THE PART OF THEIR BRAINS THAT CONTROL THEIR ABILITY TO PLAY HOCKEY????

AM I SCREAMING LOUD ENOUGH????

I'm taking my tired, fevered body to bed now. When you breathe, it is not a good thing for your lungs to sound like creaking wood, right? I have a chest cold. sniffle, sniffle...Probably got it when I went to the doctor's office last week, frakin' grrrr!

Pray for all of them (some language & footage is not child friendly)

U.S. Military Tribute

Today, I found out that one of my former students is in Iraq. Please pray for Marine "P."

This is to honor all of the men and women, military and civilian, who have given their lives for our country since 9/11. This is also to honor those that sacrifice a lot to be in the military.

Things I learned today

1. Don't get behind in your grading...staying at school until 9:45 pm catching up is a bitch.

2. Lots of sneezing and gurgglie chest means I'm getting sick.

3. Someone flying down the highway on my bumper (well maybe two inches from it) doesn't mean I'll move out of his way...I'll do the speed limit dead-on.

4. I'm old and I know nothing about all the technology crap I am supposed to keep up with.

5. It is 12:31 am and I have to be at 4:00 am to begin everything all over again.

6. Men have way more fun than women.

7. Lasts year's torture with ten pregnancies and twelve children wasn't enough; now everyone who is single at work is getting engaged and married. I'm ok not having kids, but I'd like someone someday...let the torture begin...oh and I spent all day Saturday talking wedding stuff with my friend and the bridesmaids. If I ever get married, I'm eloping. Way too much trying to impress people that have almost nothing to do with you the rest of the year...just go away for a week and come back, "I'm married!" Then, have a party.

8. Never drink a huge mocha frappacino (sp?) and expect to get to sleep to get up at 4:00 am.

9. Thanks your blog buddies for being your blog buddies...especially since do not know you from Adam...Thank you!

10. Learn to let God have control of #7. I'm too tired to run my life.

11. I suck at football pools.

12. I really ramble, don't I?

13. THIS IS THE MOST AWESOME AND MOST POWERFUL COUNTRY IN THE WORLD AND THOSE THAT BELIEVE OTHERWISE CAN BITE MY LILLY WHITE ARSE!!!!!

14. I should not be awake when Craig Ferguson comes on when it is a school night.

Good night everyone!

Just a question

Can you all see my posts ok? I notice when I post, all of the text doesn't always appear...just checking to make sure y'all aren't having the same issues when you view my blog. Maybe it's my 'puter.

TRUE HERO

"Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends."

John 15:13

May he rest in peace, and may his loved ones receive much comfort.

Vin-candy, but fun for all!

Bang Bang

While this is supposed to be Vin-candy for the ladies, there is a little treat for the guys, too (Hey, it was a scene in the movie). If you are offended by a stripper-looking lady for about 30 seconds...don't watch this.

Is this what FHL with the guys is like?

BOB NEWHART SHOW - Moo Goo Gai Pan

This is what I envision when I hear about my male blog buddies meeting up for FHL. (I'll post something for the ladies tomorrow.)

So that's what has been making me sick...

I rarely drive during the summer, so when school began and my wheeze returned along with flu-like-symptoms (chills, aches, general pukishness), and the foggy brain I had cleared up by August, I became a bit miffed and well, always feeling sick. It has become a normal thing for me. I feel sick just about everyday from fall until spring. Before I completely blamed it on my moldy school and primary classroom, I tried to do what I could. So I went to the doctor Wednesday (yep, mine has hours). My symptoms were evident and I put on my thinking cap. I had one overall common time when I felt yuckiest...after I had driven my car for at least a half an hour or more. The good doc said yes, I have a mold allergy, and yes, my car and the classroom might be making it worse. (And people think my belief that I belong in an arid climate is phooey.)

So I took my car to get serviced today. They changed the pollen/ventilation filters. The guy gave me a tip about Lysol and sucking it through the system once in a while to fight the mold and bacteria that accumulates in the "pan" that catches the wetness produced by my ac. When I have to use the heat/defrost, I get blasted with the mold and bacteria, thus making me really sick. I was beginning to think I was psycho. They also got rid of all the lovely pine needles kind of covering the air intake...yep...been sucking in heated up pine tar and mold from the needles, too. Nice!

I could tell the difference in the air in my car as soon as I started the car. I'm sure all the exhaust fumes I inhale on my hour-long trip up the highway don't help, either. At least I have a positive start to my ridding myself of mold issues. Now I have to eliminate mold, yeast, and aged foods from my diet...Call me Bugs, 'cause all I'll be eating is rabbit food. I'll be a runway model in Milan, yet! Well, at least I'm tall enough.

Have a great weekend, everyone!

The Electric Company- Easy Reader

Ahhh, the inspiration for my decision to become an English teacher! Not only is there alliteration, but also near rhyme. This takes me back to first grade.

hockey: the best of

HOW CAN ANYONE NOT LOVE THIS GAME!!!!!

Note to self:

1. Don't eat two hot dogs and then follow them with chocolate ice cream.

2. Buy some Tums.

3. Don't fall asleep for two hours during a Flyers game.

4. Scratch #3, the Flyers won't win, anyway.

5. If your ADD kicks in, it is probably because you have too many YouTube clips on your blog.

6. Exercise so that in case you ever have sex again in this lifetime, you don't hyperventilate.

7. Before you panic and go to the doctor for a virus, be sure it isn't your usual mold allergy and get the filters in your car's ventilation system changed, first.

8. Never eat Chinese food ever again, unless it is won ton soup...better cure-all than chicken noodle (must be the ginger).

9. Get out of debt so you can quit teaching.

10. Get better at writing creatively and travel...to places where mold isn't the state plant.

11. Fall in love...for real this time.

12. Don't sweat the small stuff...you could be living in a war-torn, anti-human rights area of the world.

13. Stop making so many lists...too much pressure.

If you haven't done so, scroll down to "Imitation is Flattery" and check out the "World of Warcraft" link. I never watch South Park, but this episode just cracked me up.

From the guy who brought you Scary Movie...seriously...well one or so of them...

The David Zucker Albright Ad

AWESOME!!!!!!! I think I have Deathlok's YouTube, new-toy disease.

Protect Your Junk

Just a friendly public service announcement to my male blog buddies. It seems I have the youtube illness, too.

Riddle me this Batman!

Ok...I have a few questions about life. I don't pretend to have all the answers, so I really need help from my wise bloggin' buddies.

1. So if it is the end of the world, where is my end-of-the-world sex?

2. Which is better? To have loved and lost, or to never have loved at all? That one has always confused me.

3. If size doesn't matter, why do women require at least one carat?

4. How much wood could a wood chuck chuck, if a wood chuck could chuck wood?

5. Finally, if I were to quit teaching, what could I do for a living that doesn't require getting up at 4:00 am?

I seriously think I need bloggers' anonymous! Unless I win my football pool, I will not post for a couple of days. I've given you all a lot of reading and viewing material. I'll be visiting you guys, though.

Get ready to sweat, Wyatt!

Hopefully, Wyatt gets a trainer he deserves!

Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery

Having seen and liked the use of headlines by other bloggers, I've decided to steal the idea:

Parents try to unadopt troubled boy
That's what happens when you don't pay attention to the return policy.
(Good thing I wasn't adopted, btw.)

How to give yourself a raise
Wyatt's step-by-step guide to self-fulfillment

Fears grow of Asian arms race
Apparently, legs aren't good enough anymore.

Hemorrhoid cream is not for the face
Unless you are an asshole, of course.

Tacos growing in cheesesteak country
I hear tacos are easier to grow than cheesesteaks.
(There are so many places to go with this one; I'll let you guys do it.)

Want bright, non-obese kids? Let 'em go out and play!
Don't forget to take away the hours of "World of Warcraft," too.

The universe might be oval shaped, scientists say
Now it officially matches the map used in schools. Scientists must have felt bad about the changes that had to be made in the Pluto curriculum.

Cardinals oust Padres
The Vatican must be a rough place. (Cardinal O'Grady gives Padre O'Brien a body slam followed by the figure-four leg-lock.)

Paparrazzi plague Pitt, Jolie's rickshaw
Yeah, because when you want to avoid the paparrazzi, you outrun them in a rickshaw!

U.S. gains in parts of Iraq in Jeopardy
I'll take "there is good news" to be had for a billion!

Earthpark planned for Iowa
Gore's new plan for unsuccessful farms....have people come look at the dirt.

Team USA

I usually try to buy items "made in America" or at least goods by any company that employs people in the United States. Actually, I try to give business to local mom and pop stores as much as I can, too (mmmmm...hoagies and cheesesteaks).

So, after reading Insol's latest post about China, I got to thinking (well, it is the end of the world). Maybe "we" should look more into supporting our own goods and services or even the goods and services of overseas companies that employ people in our country. While I truly believe our world is too intertwined to be ultra-Nationalistic, there are things we can do to not allow certain countries (that we cannot trust) to hurt our economy any more than they have or to allow them to put themselves into a position that can harm our economy.

I only did a little bit of searching, since I'm very distracted by the Eagles' game, but these sites seem to offer pretty good information:

Made in USA(org)

Support USA

Shop for America

Made in USA(com)

Take the information and use it as you wish.

Adding to my list of fun, witty, very intelligent people...

Seriously, you all humble me. I am adding two more people to my links. Most of you visit them already, but what the heck.

Happy birthday to Peakah!

AND

A belated welcome back to the beautiful (I'm jealous) and extemely smart Uber!

Damnit!

It is intermission in the Flyers vs Rangers game. They are playing highlights from the past 40 years. So, damn...they show the call for their first Stanley Cup win....goosebumps...tears...damnit! Every single time I hear Gene Hart's voice calling that win I cry!!! I'm such a silly Flyers fan. I'm not one of those "back in the day" can't get past the '70s fan, but geeez, that really chokes me up.

Mmmm, I smell toast!

Oh wait, that's the Yankees' season burning in flames! Congrats Detroit! Oh well, there are three former Phillies that still know the agony of defeat.

zIGGY played guitar...

Whilst I was reviewing the new opportunities for reading by way of my google homepage, I happened upon a spot of hilarity. The Smoking Gun has a concert rider for Iggy Pop that is worth the time it takes to read. It is really long, but funny. Enjoy!

Should teachers be armed?

No. I work with enough people with short fuses and other issues to know that I would not want any one of them to have a gun. I don't even want a gun. What if a kid got a hold of it? Duh!

I don't have any answers...I just know there are only a few people I would trust to be even-tempered enough to carry a gun. One of the teachers I work does carry a gun when she's not in school...she's a good shot, too. Her? I trust her.

My uncle was an expert marksman. He once shot himself while cleaning his gun. A few years ago...he killed himself (on purpose) with a gun. So, he knew how to use it, does that mean he should have had one? NO.

They couldn't do this three years ago...a contest :)

Ever notice that the images and information from Iraq involve one extreme or another? No happy medium? I stumbled across this Iraqi television show. I don't think they would have been able to get away this (poking fun at leadership) a few years ago.

This causes me to ponder, though...what were the popular television shows during Hussein's regime?

Your answers will win a pseudo-prize of your choosing. Hey, when it's pseudo, money is no object.

Random Ramblings

Today, our K-9 cop came for a visit with his "partner." Why does the dog always sniff and stop when he gets to me? Honest....I haven't had anything since 1989!

I think my primary classroom has a mold issue. I feel so sick by the end of the week and now have my school-year wheeze. It goes away about a week after we finish school for the year.

If I hear the Eagles' fight song one more time before Sunday, I'm gonna shove a banjo down someone's throat.

Frustrating: I'm a rather large person, but have recently experienced a lot of weight loss and hope to continue the downward slide in weight. Whenever I would eat lunch with my colleagues a certain few would stare at what I was eating. I stopped eating with them and eat at my desk, now. Anyhoo...now people are noticing the weight-loss and saying positive things (as nice people are wont to do), but the funny thing is, someone actually asked me if I was losing weight in a healthy way (i.e. not anorexia/bullimia). I can't win. My doctors increased my thyroid medication and it has quick-started my metabolism...that's why I'm losing weight. Well, that and I eat healthier than a lot of people I know...except for the high fat-fried dinners I was eating for two years (long friggin' story....trust me, way too long--eating differently these days, though).

Have you ever had someone just stop talking to you and not tell you why? Someone that you felt had intentions of continuing to talk to you, but they like disappear into thin air? Yeah...that can be depressing. Maybe it would be easier to be a hermit....not Kermit, because it's not easy being green.

Fully Moonish

Just a bit of a warning: The now fully, full moon....it is 12 percent larger than a normal full moon. Hmmm.....

SHOT! MISS!

All I'm gonna say is that my Flyers look like me out there skating aimlessly. I saw the last ten minutes of the game and that was enough. They better beat the Rangers Saturday!

Meet the Parents

Well, I just got home from another night of meeting the parents. Just as last year, I have some awesome parents. I had the opportunity to have a one-on-one chat with a mom of a girl that concerns me...my "city" girl. I think some positive changes will come of the conversation...and the girl was present for the conversation.

I had a dad concerned about his son taking honors for the first time. I told him his son should do fine as long as he blocks out the distractions (his friends) he has in class. Yep...he'll be better behaved tomorrow.

My worry was going to meet the parents of my journalism students. I'm such a freakin' dork. They gave me some very positive feedback about what their children are experiencing. I know the difference between sucking up and honest warm fuzzies...these were honest warm fuzzies.

At the end of one meeting time, I asked for any questions the parents might have and one mom raised her hand and said (I'm paraphrasing) that her daughter appreciates the enthusiasm I have for the class and greatly appreciates the respect I give them, the faith I put in them to do their jobs, and that I really care. Awwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!! That made it soooo much easier to drive home tonight. :) I really did nothing but praise that class the whole time I spoke to the parents, too. They really are awesome.

Well...I got my "feel goods" for the day. I hope you received some happy, smiley stuff along the way, too.

Bark at the moon...

I just checked my google homepage and it states that the moon is 94 percent full. Hmm...that would explain why I feel...well, the way I feel: hyper, well....nevermind the rest.

How does the moon make you feel? I'm not talking moon-pies.

Giving some props

Wow, working too much really kills the ability to write about something/anything. I did see something really upsetting in the paper today...I know, what else is new? It appears a few of Philly's officers have committed suicide. I cannot even begin to imagine the job stress of being a Philly cop right now. So I'm just sending some props and gratitude to Wyatt for all his hard work.

I'm a ramblin' woman...Sorry no banjo

Ok, time for my stream of consciousness style of writing, otherwise known as rambling.

The misquotes and changes I asked for in my newspaper--not done.

Back-to-school night is this week. Joy. I don't mind meeting the parents; in fact, I enjoy it. Last year I had the most enjoyable parents. I hate having to stay until ten at night for the pleasure of meeting the parents.

I'm getting better with the whole "best-friend-moving-away" thing. This wedding might just save my life, but I'll get into that when I can actually say it has. Oooooo, cryptic.

Proof that God answers prayer, however small the request: I thought out-loud to God that I would like to have a day that I am scheduled for Saturday suspension off because it is the day after my birthday. Not being one to actually ask someone to switch, I knew it would be unlikely. I got an email today asking me to switch with someone in November. Cool, eh? I'm ungrateful, but it would be really cool if God answered some of my bigger requests. Keep in mind, though, that the little answers are encouragement for the larger requests. And NO! Saturday suspension is not like Breakfast Club. I did act out the Ally Sheedy and Judd Nelson roles for a sub once in my English classes' production of it for her. Hey, at least we weren't evil.

So that's my random stuff. How y'all doing? I came home and slept until 8pm....great!

Time Well Spent

This weekend I have done absolutely no school work. I have tomorrow's holiday, but I planned to get so much more finished. I seem to always be making plans. So this weekend I made plans that mattered. I took time to laugh with my soon-to-be married (June) friend. We are stupid-insane and giggly whenever we talk. I took my dad out to lunch to give him a break from caring for my grandmom. She has Parkinson's. She can't really move and refuses to free the power over her money to put her in a nice care facility (I emphasize nice...not a dumping ground). So the stress is wearing on my soon-to-be 68 year-old father. We had a chance to laugh and I just sat and listened, told him he was right--regardless of his correctness. I spent three hours on the phone with a co-worker that I get along with really well. She tried to make me feel better about my separation anxiety over the engaged friend. She also tried to make me feel better about how I'm getting around these days and to make me feel ok about missing the guy I miss in a huge way.

Now, I obviously could have been planning the month, creating quizzes and journalism packets. I think my time was well-spent doing more important things today. It felt good to be human and connect to people today.

And a huge THANK YOU goes to Rachel for assisting in clearing the confusion related to my two computers and how to get them to both run.

Lighten the Mood

Realizing I'm probably depressing anyone who reads my blog, I decided to post three jokes that made me laugh, are a bit off-color, and will hopefully make you laugh. Feel free to provide jokes, too. Sounds like we've all been stressed out, pissed off, or need a pick-me-up.

I walked into a hair salon with my husband and three kids in tow and asked loudly, "How much do you charge for a shampoo and a blow job?" I turned around and walked back out and never went back. My husband didn't say a word. He knew better.

I was at the golf store comparing different kinds of golf balls. I was unhappy with the women's type I had been using. After browsing for several minutes, I was approached by one of the good- looking gentlemen who works at the store. He asked if he could help me. Without thinking, I looked at him and said, "I think I like playing with men's balls."

My sister and I were at the mall and passed by a store that sold a variety of candy and nuts. As we were looking at the display case, the boy behind the counter asked if we needed any help. I replied, "No, I'm just looking at your nuts." My sister started to laugh hysterically, the boy grinned, and I turned beet-red and walked away. To this day, my sister has never let me forget.