Ok...this could be dangerous, but I just had an idea. I can't think of what to do with my four-day weekend. I am leaving work tomorrow with no planning or grading to do (that's the plan). For two years I have either been too fatigued or too pained to go anywhere when I had down time. Now I want to do things, but I'm so far removed from a social life and fun that I don't know what to do. Ok...get to the point rambler, right? I had a thought a few minutes ago of doing a photo scavenger hunt. I have an awesome digitial camera that I hardly ever use. So, my blog buddies...you get to make suggestions as to what I should find for photo mayhem. Keep in mind I have limitations. I can't climb mountains, run, jump, scale tall buildings in a single bound. You get the picture. (I made a pun... ha ha)
I need to have some fun and since I have to do it solo, this might make going out to do "nothing" a bit of fun. Oh...I'm not taking pictures of human flesh.
Since I have a full day of blood work, taking my mom to breakfast, taking my dad to lunch, and visiting with my grandmom on Thursday. I'll probably do this on Saturday. I'll need to rest Friday.
Oh speaking of something fun to do...I heard a commercial for a concert for The Cult tomorrow night in Philly....I'm so pissed. I wanna go! Not fair!
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Smackdowns!
Since Faith Hill and Kevin...Mr. Spears-Federline have received a smackdown this week, I thought I'd share two short stories of "burns" that I had to deliver to two students this week.
Yesterday, during a critique of the school newspaper, a student from the first year class was going on and on about a few mistakes that should have been caught, but had been addressed. When I say "on and on," I mean the girl would not shut up and was quite nervy. That's when I asked, "And they didn't print any of your articles in the paper this edition, did they?" Yeah...the class was silent at first and then a few said, "buuuuuuuuuuurn!" I then invited her to copy edit the entire paper during the next layout. Simply, we have too many people copy-editing and weird stuff happens.
Today, I had study hall. We have a rotating schedule. There is a girl in my study hall who is very bossy and likes to tell the teachers what she is going to do. Well, she became uppity and rude, as kids with no sense of respect often do. She left the study hall and I put her in for a cut. Then she came back at the end of the study hall with a pass from her music teacher. (She had a lesson and all I did was tell her to wait two minutes while I retrieve a sign-out sheet..to which she replied, "I don't have time for this.") Now...she returns...and I start to tell her why I became gruff earlier and why she needs to work on understanding that she is expected to do things a certain way (they are the rules). Well, she kept interrupting me and she became rude. Afterall, I'm the hired help in her world. I told her, "you are a child; I am an adult, and you need to do what you are told when you are told to do it. When someone tells you to wait two minutes so that something that can benefit you can be done, you need to sit down and wait two minutes." She was speechless. RT 2 Rude kids 0 (Note: During our first run-in, students told her she should just sit down.)
I never talk to kids this way. But they just got on my last nerve and did the cha cha. In fact, I was trying to clear an area of the school after a bell and one of my students saw me and he said, "Ms. **, are you trying to be mean again? It isn't gonna work. You're too nice."
One more day until my four-day weekend! Ahhhhhh.....
Yesterday, during a critique of the school newspaper, a student from the first year class was going on and on about a few mistakes that should have been caught, but had been addressed. When I say "on and on," I mean the girl would not shut up and was quite nervy. That's when I asked, "And they didn't print any of your articles in the paper this edition, did they?" Yeah...the class was silent at first and then a few said, "buuuuuuuuuuurn!" I then invited her to copy edit the entire paper during the next layout. Simply, we have too many people copy-editing and weird stuff happens.
Today, I had study hall. We have a rotating schedule. There is a girl in my study hall who is very bossy and likes to tell the teachers what she is going to do. Well, she became uppity and rude, as kids with no sense of respect often do. She left the study hall and I put her in for a cut. Then she came back at the end of the study hall with a pass from her music teacher. (She had a lesson and all I did was tell her to wait two minutes while I retrieve a sign-out sheet..to which she replied, "I don't have time for this.") Now...she returns...and I start to tell her why I became gruff earlier and why she needs to work on understanding that she is expected to do things a certain way (they are the rules). Well, she kept interrupting me and she became rude. Afterall, I'm the hired help in her world. I told her, "you are a child; I am an adult, and you need to do what you are told when you are told to do it. When someone tells you to wait two minutes so that something that can benefit you can be done, you need to sit down and wait two minutes." She was speechless. RT 2 Rude kids 0 (Note: During our first run-in, students told her she should just sit down.)
I never talk to kids this way. But they just got on my last nerve and did the cha cha. In fact, I was trying to clear an area of the school after a bell and one of my students saw me and he said, "Ms. **, are you trying to be mean again? It isn't gonna work. You're too nice."
One more day until my four-day weekend! Ahhhhhh.....
I couldn't stop laughing last night after I saw this...
Faith Hill Poor Loser at CMA (close - up)
The best part of this is that her body language clearly shows she thought she won (kidding, my ass). I think Faith should rent All About Eve this weekend. ;P
The best part of this is that her body language clearly shows she thought she won (kidding, my ass). I think Faith should rent All About Eve this weekend. ;P
Monday, November 06, 2006
I just saw the funniest thing!!!!
I was watching the CMA (Country Music Awards) show. [It can happen.] Then the best thing happened...no, Johnny Cash did not come back to life...when they handed out the best female artist (?) award to Carrie Underwood, they still had all the other nominees on camera. Faith Hill (Mrs. Tim McGraw) screamed WHAT!?!?!?!?! in disbelief and stormed off camera. It was too funny!!! Hopefully the morning news shows or YouTube will have it tomorrow or in the near future. It is the one thing you've always wanted to see happen on an awards show and it happened!!! Priceless...so, Faith Hill has a bit of a chip on her shoulder, eh?
Things I'm grateful for, today...
1. Sexy men in kilts! Don't have to be wearing my family tartans. Yowza!
2. I finally finished those horrible, dreaded essays this evening. Tomorrow after school...everything else...will I ever get caught up from when I was sick?
3. I generally have really nice, sweet students.
4. My former student, with tourette's and ADHD exclaimed that he loved me...is that one of the tourette's things or does he mean it? Sweet kid...highly misunderstood by many teachers. I'm the only one he did not torture. I think I remind him of his mom.
5. I will be sending goody boxes to my former student in Iraq. I love sending goody boxes...now to someone I know! (bittersweet)
6. I didn't fall asleep driving home tonight.
7. I have off Thursday and Friday. I'm doing the happy dance! Now to find something to do Friday, Saturday, or Sunday.
8. The guys on Prison Break are hot.
9. Did I mention men in kilts...well some men in kilts, are hot?!?!
10. I'm grateful for the cool, crisp air that smells of fireplaces and wood stoves...love that smell.
Sunday, November 05, 2006
There can be only one
Ok, ladies...I wanted to provide you with clips of Adrian Paul in action in Highlander, but none of the clips did him justice, and the music used with them was really dumb. So, I am forced to use stills. He's hot. Yummy!
Don't worry ladies...
In the post below, I sink to my deepest lows yet to pander to my male blog buddies. Ladies, I will sink even deeper for your readership...well, there are only a few of you. I'm going on a reconnaissance mission, now. I hope to be able to locate some major pandering to out-pander what I have given the guys.
Hang Him High
Caveat: I don't do serious very well.
I don't usually write about stuff that is too serious or current events. I like to let my very eloquent blog buddies do it. (I'd just be a cheap copy.) However, I want to comment on the Saddam Hussein verdict. I hope that his death will end a dark chapter in Iraq, that the people will see that he is gone and that they can get on with their lives. I feel like a Pollyanna making that statement, but somewhere in their souls they have got to muster the courage to change their country. Unfortunately, I do not think they realize just how much positive power for change they possess.
I want to be optimistic enough to say that Hussein's death will inspire change, but the Iraqi way of life is so inherent to violence and corruption that I doubt much will change. If it does, it will take decades. But, it is comforting to know that if change does progress over decades, the change in Iraq will benefit future generations. I'd like to see the people that suffered under Hussein experience a much more pleasant way of life, though. Even our founding generations had that opportunity.
I'm glad we went and ousted the prick. I'm glad he's going to die. I hope the Iraqi people have the victory of seeing Hussein die and the importance of it seared into their minds.
I'm not sure how to sum up all of this. These are just my thoughts. I want to be optimistic. I want to believe there will be change. I want to believe that Hussein's death can be a symbol for Iraq to flourish, just as the deaths of other maligned rulers have inspired positive change.
I don't usually write about stuff that is too serious or current events. I like to let my very eloquent blog buddies do it. (I'd just be a cheap copy.) However, I want to comment on the Saddam Hussein verdict. I hope that his death will end a dark chapter in Iraq, that the people will see that he is gone and that they can get on with their lives. I feel like a Pollyanna making that statement, but somewhere in their souls they have got to muster the courage to change their country. Unfortunately, I do not think they realize just how much positive power for change they possess.
I want to be optimistic enough to say that Hussein's death will inspire change, but the Iraqi way of life is so inherent to violence and corruption that I doubt much will change. If it does, it will take decades. But, it is comforting to know that if change does progress over decades, the change in Iraq will benefit future generations. I'd like to see the people that suffered under Hussein experience a much more pleasant way of life, though. Even our founding generations had that opportunity.
I'm glad we went and ousted the prick. I'm glad he's going to die. I hope the Iraqi people have the victory of seeing Hussein die and the importance of it seared into their minds.
I'm not sure how to sum up all of this. These are just my thoughts. I want to be optimistic. I want to believe there will be change. I want to believe that Hussein's death can be a symbol for Iraq to flourish, just as the deaths of other maligned rulers have inspired positive change.
Saturday, November 04, 2006
Red-faced
I was thinking...nothing better to do...and I remembered a time when I felt really embarrassed. I mean so embarrassed that I'm sure I turned about ten shades of red. It wasn't the time I walked into a support pillar in the Cherry Hill Mall when I was flirting with a guy a liked, and it wasn't the zillion times I've said something dumb. My most embarrassing moment was when I had to sing "Love Hurts" in my acting class without the help of music. While I sat in the "audience" waiting my turn, I could have kicked myself for taking the assingment seriously and picking a song that would challenge me...a song I had always wanted to learn. The other students were singing "You are my Sunshine" and other such nonsense. Ugh. Well, I survived and now I know the words. I don't sound like Edith Bunker when I sing it like I do on Steelheart's "Never Let You Go," so that's a good thing.
What is your most embarrassing moment? (Obviously nothing too embarrassing. What if I meet you someday?)
What is your most embarrassing moment? (Obviously nothing too embarrassing. What if I meet you someday?)
I wanna...
If you could run a department of our government, what would it be and how would you run it? (improvements/hirings/firings, etc...)
I was going to ask, "If you could run the world, what would you do?" However, I didn't want to encourage FIAR's megolamania and Fmragtop's dogmatic behavior any further.
I was going to ask, "If you could run the world, what would you do?" However, I didn't want to encourage FIAR's megolamania and Fmragtop's dogmatic behavior any further.
Friday, November 03, 2006
Some really stupid stuff...
So...I'm feeling kind of icky again. Hmm....maybe it could be that classroom. The other teacher I share the room with keeps feeling sick. It can't help that when they cleaned the filter in the system above my desk that black sooty stuff got all over everything. It also probably doesn't help that squirrels were somehow involved in all of this...yeah...I've been inhaling squirrel crap and piss and whatever else squirrels spread around. Nice....When I got really sick they decided to look at the filters. There is a mold problem, too...probably that black stuff.
Well...then on the way home I was so tired I fell asleep for like a second or two. I was on a two-lane road @ 45 mph. One second I was in my lane on my way to pick up the Boondock Saints (tomorrow night's entertainment...and the wine), and the next thing I know I my eyes open and I'm totally in the other lane. Good thing no one was in that lane...head on collisions aren't too nice, so I hear. I am a really careful driver, so that upset me beyond belief.
So...then for dinner I had Chinese. My two fortune cookies were excellent, so I thought I'd share them:
Well...then on the way home I was so tired I fell asleep for like a second or two. I was on a two-lane road @ 45 mph. One second I was in my lane on my way to pick up the Boondock Saints (tomorrow night's entertainment...and the wine), and the next thing I know I my eyes open and I'm totally in the other lane. Good thing no one was in that lane...head on collisions aren't too nice, so I hear. I am a really careful driver, so that upset me beyond belief.
So...then for dinner I had Chinese. My two fortune cookies were excellent, so I thought I'd share them:
God will give you everything you want.
Wow! That would be amazing considering the crap-fest my life has been the past few years!
You will travel to many places.
Yep, Texas and Montana are where my friends are and will be living...I'll be taking some trips.
Have a good evening, y'all!
Wow! That would be amazing considering the crap-fest my life has been the past few years!
You will travel to many places.
Yep, Texas and Montana are where my friends are and will be living...I'll be taking some trips.
Have a good evening, y'all!
Thursday, November 02, 2006
Let November "sweeps" begin!
It is November sweeps in tv-land. So, why not extend the sweepiness to the blog-world?
This November, for your readership, I will do the following:
1. I will drink lots of booze and blame it on a need to be more relaxed when I grade.
2. I will go to that married guy's house and deliver a "health warning" to his wife.
3. I promise to stop using the word awesome in my truly valley (Delaware Valley) girl way.
4. I will smite terrorists with both hands tied behind my back. I will use only my piercing blue eyes!
5. Instead of offering charitable or physical help to the disabled and ill...I will only mock them...unless of course they give me bacon.
6. I promise to visit each blog on my links sidebar at least twenty times per day...hey it is only about five more than I already do.
7. In a move orignated by Wyatt for more ratings, I will post girly loveliness for my male blog-buddies.
8. For the two or three females...I promise some major beefcake. I don't need much encouragement, though.
9. I will continue to participate in a YouTube 12-step program and will try not to rely upon clips...unless of course you have requests. Pandering isn't beyond me.
10. In an attempt to spice up my blog, I will blow up cars, buildings, have people involved in high-speed chases, and I will display torrid love scenes. Oh wait...I can't hook up a camera to my apartment...too personal.
And in a move unknown to tv-land, I will entertain reasonable requests and suggestions. :)
This November, for your readership, I will do the following:
1. I will drink lots of booze and blame it on a need to be more relaxed when I grade.
2. I will go to that married guy's house and deliver a "health warning" to his wife.
3. I promise to stop using the word awesome in my truly valley (Delaware Valley) girl way.
4. I will smite terrorists with both hands tied behind my back. I will use only my piercing blue eyes!
5. Instead of offering charitable or physical help to the disabled and ill...I will only mock them...unless of course they give me bacon.
6. I promise to visit each blog on my links sidebar at least twenty times per day...hey it is only about five more than I already do.
7. In a move orignated by Wyatt for more ratings, I will post girly loveliness for my male blog-buddies.
8. For the two or three females...I promise some major beefcake. I don't need much encouragement, though.
9. I will continue to participate in a YouTube 12-step program and will try not to rely upon clips...unless of course you have requests. Pandering isn't beyond me.
10. In an attempt to spice up my blog, I will blow up cars, buildings, have people involved in high-speed chases, and I will display torrid love scenes. Oh wait...I can't hook up a camera to my apartment...too personal.
And in a move unknown to tv-land, I will entertain reasonable requests and suggestions. :)
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
From "His" position...
Credit goes to Rachel for posting this on her blog. This is the most awesome response to Kerry that I've seen! It is awesome!
I like the end of this ad...
Wrestling
I'm sick of all the political ads, but this just tickles my funny bone...even if he is trying to say, "look at how bi-partisan I am." Whatever...
I'm sick of all the political ads, but this just tickles my funny bone...even if he is trying to say, "look at how bi-partisan I am." Whatever...
My cousin just sent me this...
My cousin Ken is awesome. We don't stay in touch nearly enough. His brother, from TN, sent him this. (I didn't correct any spelling or anything.) This makes me prooud to be Scottish! ;)
A Bono (of U2) Story - Gotta luv the Scottish sense of humour!
Bono is at a U2 concert in Glasgow when he asks the audience for some quiet. Then in the silence, he starts to slowly clap his hands. Holding the audience in total silence, he says softly and seriously into the microphone... "Every time I clap my hands, a child in Africa dies...... A voice from near the front pierces the silence..."Well, fucken stop doin' it then!"
A peek inside the vacant mind...
Some things that went through my head today...
1. Why don't these students use the writing lessons and resources I've given to them (and their teachers before me), to write really good essays with excellent assertions/opinions and credible textual evidence to support their opinions? I read the book. I don't need a book report.
2. Why do students ask me a question (multiple times within seconds of each other) after I explained that one point just minutes before?
3. If I read a headline that states, "Miami zoo hosts poop exhibit," does that mean the Democrats have changed their minds about when and where to have their next convention?
4. Why do honors students think they still only read for plot?
5. Does using big words mean you're smarter than me?
6. Why does grading make me amorous? Why do I think about amorous matters so much?
7. What the hell is that kid wearing?
8. I really wish the NEA/NJEA would not insult my intelligence and send me voting "recommendations."
9. The commercials stop Tuesday night, right?
10. I can't believe cricket players in Pakistan got caught doping. Hmmmm...wonder what the punishment is...you'd think cricket would be punishment in itself.
11. That Rick Santorum ad with him knocking out a wrestler is funny.
12. Yeah, idiot! Slam on your brakes in front of the state trooper...he won't notice that you're doing 85 mph when you cause a twenty-car pile up...ass.
13. Who started a baker's dozen?
1. Why don't these students use the writing lessons and resources I've given to them (and their teachers before me), to write really good essays with excellent assertions/opinions and credible textual evidence to support their opinions? I read the book. I don't need a book report.
2. Why do students ask me a question (multiple times within seconds of each other) after I explained that one point just minutes before?
3. If I read a headline that states, "Miami zoo hosts poop exhibit," does that mean the Democrats have changed their minds about when and where to have their next convention?
4. Why do honors students think they still only read for plot?
5. Does using big words mean you're smarter than me?
6. Why does grading make me amorous? Why do I think about amorous matters so much?
7. What the hell is that kid wearing?
8. I really wish the NEA/NJEA would not insult my intelligence and send me voting "recommendations."
9. The commercials stop Tuesday night, right?
10. I can't believe cricket players in Pakistan got caught doping. Hmmmm...wonder what the punishment is...you'd think cricket would be punishment in itself.
11. That Rick Santorum ad with him knocking out a wrestler is funny.
12. Yeah, idiot! Slam on your brakes in front of the state trooper...he won't notice that you're doing 85 mph when you cause a twenty-car pile up...ass.
13. Who started a baker's dozen?
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