Today I'd like to present some of the note-worthy news online, depending on your definition of 'note-worthy'. The adverb I consider to properly represent the reader's approach conveniently catagorizes them below (I blame "Dear Margo" and the columnist's annoyingly amusing method of modifying her closing salutation).
Resentfully.
Compassionately.
Selflessly.
Embarrassingly.
Eerily.
Anally.
Triumphantly. (Or, Warily, depending on your gender and/or species.)
Gratefully.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
It's Wednesday
1. What is up with earwigs? They are so gross.
2. No more teacher lady.
I quit for a few reasons, the convenient one being that Mike and I were very sure he’d get a government detail in San Francisco this autumn. Well, no barking seals (or are they sea lions? I always forget.) or trolleys for us. Drat. I was excited to the point of nearly being choked-up.
During those halcyon days when packing and Alcatraz seemed so imminent, I could largely ignore the other reason I was reluctant to step foot into another secondary school. Simply too large of a chunk of time was spent keeping kids in line. I don’t mean anything like Ye Olde British Public School that Pink Floyd railed against. No lock-step behavior (urgh, think of the scary syncopation of the Chinese Olympic opening ceremony) was expected, just basic social skills supposedly still taught in kindergarten. Wow, how many fights did I either witness, help break up, or try to prevent? There is so much more, but I vow to keep this rant tame and won’t allow it to ever be something that could harm me or others. Not professional, that. Anyway, I don’t want to talk about this anymore.
3. You can look up any dangerous dogs in your county, by the way. I looked up Fairfax County, and thought it interesting that there were 2 people who had 2 dogs listed. Eek. Nobody ever thinks of Labs as violent, but heck, they bite quite a bit. And what’s up with people thinking they can leave kids with any dog alone? Even puppies can be violent, as seen here in this disturbing (sorry guys) article. Beware of poodle-y dogs.
2. No more teacher lady.
I quit for a few reasons, the convenient one being that Mike and I were very sure he’d get a government detail in San Francisco this autumn. Well, no barking seals (or are they sea lions? I always forget.) or trolleys for us. Drat. I was excited to the point of nearly being choked-up.
During those halcyon days when packing and Alcatraz seemed so imminent, I could largely ignore the other reason I was reluctant to step foot into another secondary school. Simply too large of a chunk of time was spent keeping kids in line. I don’t mean anything like Ye Olde British Public School that Pink Floyd railed against. No lock-step behavior (urgh, think of the scary syncopation of the Chinese Olympic opening ceremony) was expected, just basic social skills supposedly still taught in kindergarten. Wow, how many fights did I either witness, help break up, or try to prevent? There is so much more, but I vow to keep this rant tame and won’t allow it to ever be something that could harm me or others. Not professional, that. Anyway, I don’t want to talk about this anymore.
3. You can look up any dangerous dogs in your county, by the way. I looked up Fairfax County, and thought it interesting that there were 2 people who had 2 dogs listed. Eek. Nobody ever thinks of Labs as violent, but heck, they bite quite a bit. And what’s up with people thinking they can leave kids with any dog alone? Even puppies can be violent, as seen here in this disturbing (sorry guys) article. Beware of poodle-y dogs.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Back to the Future
Hey!
Since my husband is now penning his blog The Book of Jamaal, I figured I'd return to this old bag. I've felt the urge to use this blog to discuss my move to a pure-vegetarian/vegan diet, attempt at a career change, life in Virginia, and even some God Stuff.
Enjoy, peeps!
Since my husband is now penning his blog The Book of Jamaal, I figured I'd return to this old bag. I've felt the urge to use this blog to discuss my move to a pure-vegetarian/vegan diet, attempt at a career change, life in Virginia, and even some God Stuff.
Enjoy, peeps!
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