Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Unnamed Randomness

A few random tidbits since Kitty Doofy-Brain has decided (as usual) that the best place for her to curl up is right on top of my grade sheets. Granted, I did lie down on my bed so I could keep her lil' napping self company, but I would have been just as happy to be next to her .... not having her crawl under my chin and then climb her nine pounds into my shirt, via the head-hole! But at least she wasn't biting, so I suppose that's a plus .....

∂∂∂ I give these random little 5-point Daily Quizzes to my students that usually cover something from the class before. Last class there wasn't that much easy fodder for quick questions, so I asked what the name of the hurricane was that just swept through Louisiana. Student's Response: Hurricane Glucose

∂∂∂ Part of the lack of fodder comes from the fact that last class I had a random hodge-podge of activities for them to do to help them realize that the Bible was not dictated by God in 21st-century English. So I had them "translate" a spaceless paragraph in Greek letters back into English .... the next activity saw them getting English letters and spaces in exchange for vowels, so they figure out where the AEIOUYs had to go .... then they got all the vowels AND consonants in all the proper places with spaces inbetween the words --- but they were Middle-English-Canterbury-Tales words .... and so forth. Towards the end I asked them what the point of all this was and one student raised her hand: "Because you enjoy watching us get frustrated?" I replied no, that it was just an added bonus.

∂∂∂ Disclaimer of the Year Award (or at least of the Day) .... On a household bathroom window: Insect Screens are intended to provide reasonable insect control and are not for the purpose of providing security or to provide for the retention of objects or persons from the interior.

∂∂∂ I built a beautiful fencing target about a month ago. After fencing in the Bluegrass State Games, wherein I came in last and got a medal anyway (gotta love that there were only seven foilists there!), I decided that I was gonna bust my chops for these two tournaments at the beginning of September. So I concocted a nice little target to mount on my wall and some ideas for some drillwork and conditioning ..... and have yet to do any of it. And now my tournament is a mere three days away!!!

∂∂∂ Nun-thing still there .... sort of. The new community is kind of in-between vocation directors right now, so I've got that excuse, but it's not a very good one. The new vocation director, however, I had met a couple times way back on my first time around, so perhaps that might make a difference. Not sure, though .... there's a part of me that feels a little of the "been there, done that, do I really want to start from scratch again?" So we'll see ......

And on the political sphere ...... I'm not big on McCain, but you kinda gotta feel sorry for the guy. First a hurricane blows through and completely overshadows both his pick for VP as well as the start of his convention, then all the stuff starts flying about the daughter of the VP choice. All sorts of commentaries are going on about various aspects of Governor Palin, so I'm not even going to go there about Alaska being near Russia or the fact that her teenage daughter did what so many teenage daughters do. What amazes me, though, is the fact that, while we hear so much about her daughter having a child, we don't hear anything about Palin's child. She has a five-month-old child with special needs. I know all the stuff about working mothers and fathers raising the children, but I still gotta wonder how it would actually work.

I also feel bad for Alaska. It's such an overlooked state, except for when we want more oil, and this would have been such a great way to bring it into the spotlight. Unfortunately, this is not the best PR spotlight for our friends up way-north. Needless to say, I also feel bad for Bristol Palin and the boyfriend ..... just messiness all around.

And, on the note of messiness all around, I leave you with my final thought and hope for you: May your pet elephant never develop a peanut allergy.

1 comment:

the tentmaker said...

Steph, I laid off blogging for a while when my mother-in-law was dying of COPD. I completely missed what happened with the Nun thing (as you put it). Don't suppose you'd be willing to send me an email and let me in on what happened. I have missed your posts.

My cat was Agatha. She used to climb up on my plan table and lay down on top of my blueprints. She knew she was not supposed to do that, but she rolled over and looked up at me with those big eyes of hers. I miss her.

Be well,