Thursday, October 25, 2007

The Amazing Race

The new season of Amazing Race starts in just a week and a half...

Get this - three of the racers are from Huntington Beach, and two racers are from Fountain Valley!

Friday, October 19, 2007

This post contains offensive language...

I am fucking pissed off.

Ok. So. I am trying to be understanding. But... aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh

Ok... let me back up. Today, after school, I glance over at my Writing Process board, which has black butcher paper on it. From across the room, it looked as though there were white streaks on the board, so I go over to look closer, and realized there were tears in the black paper, showing the white under the first layer.

HUH?

So I think back to earlier in the day, when my class had their first mall of the year. A mall is when students get to bring in stuff - homemade items, gently used toys and books, etc. - and sell them for classroom money. In addition, students can create games to entice customers. I remembered that one little darling had a dart board on the writing process board. However, having taught 5th grade for a few years now, and having had many many many Benedict malls, I didn't panic about seeing the dart board there. I figured the student who had attached the dart board used a push pin or something equally logical.

But no. The effer taped it up. TAPED IT UP. ON THE BULLETIN BOARD. right on my BLACK BUTCHER PAPER. Then, after the mall, they proceeded to tear the tape off. Hence, the white marks were four different places that tape was ripped off of the butcher paper, ripping the top layer of the butcher paper off.

Ok. So. I am trying to be patient. Forgiving. I am thinking over how I can appropriately deal with this on Monday when I see him again. I have two other teachers who have suggested kicking the kids ass.

But seriously, right? Its a kid. Right? Kids make mistakes, right? Sigh. I can help him learn from his mistakes. I need to give the kid a break - being that it is just a mistake.

Except that I just keep thinking... after he tore off that first piece of tape, did he stop tearing the tape off? No. Did he come to me? No. He proceeds to tear the fuck up on my B-board. In FOUR DIFFERENT places. He doesn't stop after one... or two.... or even three tears.

Then, when he sees the damage, does he come to me? Oh no. He just saunters his ass out to PE.

god damn it.

Thursday, October 18, 2007

The Sample People

Ok - you know the sample people at Cosco? The ones who make samples of the food products and then hand them out? OK. I am sure that they are very nice people. And I am sure that this isn't true of everyone who gives at samples. And I REALLY don't mean to sound bitchy.

But seriously.

Some of those people are weird. Seriously. Yesterday, I was walking down an aisle, and I here a Sample Lady saying, "Right down this aisle, half way down on the left." I get closer, and realize that there is NO BODY THERE. She is talking to herself. Out loud. Not loud enough to be pimping her product, but not quiet enough that she is just practicing the spiel to  herself.

The whole situation was kind of... creepy.
 

"No day but today!"-
- Rent





Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Halloween

Halloween is turning into such a festive season. The key word being season - with people decorating their yards weeks ahead of time to theme parks having special events through the month of October. I know a lot of people have turned Halloween into a season,  but I am feeling it more so in recent years, as people around here are putting up orange holiday lights, scary snow globes, and other assorted items on their lawns - much like Christmas.

I like it. Especially here. Without the leaves to signal the changing season, it is a nice way to ring in the Fall.

I think I'll have apple cider tonight.
 

"No day but today!"-
- Rent