Sunday, May 31, 2009

Summer's Evil Dictator

SO excited for summer.

My to-do-list is so unrealistic, it just might make me laugh. But...not in a slap-stick "Three-Stooges" kind of a way; but rather, I'll laugh in a maniacal "Evil Dictator" kind of a way. There is SO MUCH TIME!! MOOAAHHAA HAA HAA HA.

My pathetic unproductive life has been beating me over the head with a rubber bat, and then, "POP!" the bat explodes in the heat of the warm summer sun.

The Books! The Writing! The Learning! The Teaching! The Applications! The Cleaning! The Scrapbooking! The Playing! The Studying! The Running! The Sleeping! The Cooking! The Gardening!

I think I can put off my mid-life crisis for at least a few more months. There is time to be looney AND productive in a lazy summer day. Summer months mean my life can change in crazy ways, thus satiating my need for constant change.


Monday, May 18, 2009

Techno Confessions

Just to let you know: If you take too many "What kind of bubble gum am I?" tests on Facebook, I'm going to hide you from my feed. Our friendship will shrink a little bit, because I won't be able to give you a thumbs up when you say something like: Krenshaw is happy because his son just won the Nobel Peace Prize.

I'll give you about ten quizzes per month. After that, well, we both know how it's going to end between us.

Oh, and FYI, I'm Green Apple because I'm sour, sweet, and green with envy and naivete. Chew on that. :0)

Techno Confession: I have no idea what Twitter is. Plea: Please don't tell me.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Theses Rhymes With...

"Ma! Pull yerself up right cheer next-uh me, and listen to these here book learnin' kids doin' their fancy talkin'."

That's right. It's "THE WEEK." The week that sprinkles salt on top of their high school savory pie. It's the nutmeg on the latte, the cheese on the grits, the lemon on the salmon. Ladies and's the proverbial "cherry on top."

And even though technically, the plural form of "Thesis" is "Theses," I refuse to use the word. I've explained this to my class. Why? Because giving your senior Thesis at ACS should NEVER bring to mind connotations know.

There is nothing...NOTHING more exciting to me than to watch a high school senior present, by memory, a 12-14 minute speech on a controversial topic, and then field questions from a panel of intimidating characters (plus their kind hearted and oh-so tender English teacher).

One big thing that impresses me is that these kids know that knowledge and spiritual development are NOT antithetical.

These kids are better speakers than 97% of the adults I know! Then, after their awe-inspiring speech, they manage not to cry or fold under the heckling. I'm telling you--C-Span, Fox News, CNN, TBN, MTV, CBS, NBC, ABC, MSNBC, CMT, TNT, TLC, and whatever C you want to be, you can just get back. You outa' wack, Jack.

They're ready for college. Spread your wings, little birdies. You make me smile.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Soma Holiday?

No thank you.

I would rather feel the pain that comes with these precious things: TOO, TO, TWO, THERE, THEIR, ITS, IT'S, "S" AND " 'S ".

I also wouldn't be able to tell my students that prepositions are terrible things to end a sentence with. (Yes, I noticed.)

I wouldn't be bothered by the misuse (or lack of use) of this: " ;".

Would I cry when I watch "David at the Dentist?" I think not.

The Seniors are graduating. And I'm crying AGAIN...just like in 2008. I just adore them. The JR/SR Banquet was May 1st and Mrs. Fisher spoke to the students...MISTY-EYED.

I'm teaching Oliver Twist, Confessions, Brave New World, and Ivanhoe. A few of my students and a couple of adults want to read Austen over the summer. Book 1 is Mansfield Park which will be discussed with Victorian Flair June 18 @ the Fisherstines. If you're reading this, you're invited. Wait...I think I found my Soma.