Try Reading the Rules

Normally I put talking babies in the same category as midget cowboys, but this commercial is KILLING me. Shankopotomus. That's great.

Shankopotomus

Notice of Resignation

Can someone please explain to me why, with only 30 school days left and 4 sessions of class before I am done with my masters, I can't think of anything but flipping the bird to all of it and quitting everything...effective immediately?

This Cat Went Away

And the mice certainly did play.

What you see here is the creation of my nieces and nephews. Their little gift was to commemorate the fact that they got to go to Disneyland and swim at my brothers. All the while, I was taking a lazer to my FREAKING EYEBALLS.

I don't know who is keeping score, but that's one for me. Zero for the lazer and a whoopin' for the clowns that fashioned a cane for me out of PVC pipe. :)

I'll take a Mini

For those in the know....you'll understand why I find this disturbing.

I am not proud.

Good Day, Fool

I ran to the office between classes to make a couple copies and left two of my AP students in my classroom. They are a pretty harmless bunch, so I didn't worry too much about it.

No more than three minutes later, I returned to find every single desk turned around so that it was facing the back wall. On top of that, every single student was sitting down, paper and pen out, with a straight face and their hands were folded neatly atop their desks.

It was a sight to behold. I have never seen them be more industrious about anything, all year. For that, I am equal parts proud and ashamed.

Which reminds me, I wonder if Snoop is still Mormon.

Never Get Involved in a Land War in Asia

And the lesser known truth, never pack for a trip more than 24 hours ahead of time.

I have packed and repacked my bag no less than sixty two times and in the process accomplished a whole lot of nothing. I still am not quite sure whether or not I have ended up with the winning combination of clothing/swimsuits, but we'll see.

In the mean time let's just close our eyes and think of beaches.

Things I Have Not Done, Part 1

I am leaving for Naomi's Three-0 in the Ric-Oin roughly a week. And as far as planning goes, I am not just a little bit behind.

By this point, I usually have bags strewn about the room and piles of clothes to go inside each one. Nice clothes, play clothes....and a separate bag to put dirty underoo's in.

I don't have a swimsuit.

I haven't tabbed my Lonely Planet Guide.

I haven't gotten my replacement credit card (my old one was 'compromised').

I haven't double checked with our hotel.

And I certainly haven't lost that twenty pounds that I had planned on.

I realize in the grand scheme of things this is not something to whine about, but it's kind of stressing me out.