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TEENAGERS
I do have a number or adults this year, actually.
I wish this weren't too close to reality for comfort. Hey, what about you? I'm sure you commit your fair share of foibles!
You are one artful grubber. I would have loved that one, honestly. I just found out about them but have 333 and 666, which is, in itself, some kind of extended grub. Had I been here I would have fought tooth and nail for 999.
I keep forgetting you can correct spelling on the post. Let me now get rid of that last one. My goodness, and I call myself a professor.
If I got the boot, eh... so what.
We have a hoot in class. It's more fun than you could possibly imagine. More fun than I imagined.
HAHAHAHA!
HOW'D YOU GET HERE FIRST? Good move, Raz.
College. Hey there.
I'm at the nasty memo phase. I suspect garnishing of pay comes next.
My students were beside themselves with laughter when they saw a stack of tickets and a note from me, addressed to security, begging them not to leave me another with promises of today, yesterday - I WILL HAVE MY STICKER.
So I got the damned sticker already. I will now plead for mercy. I suppose I could just pay up. Jeesh.
But it was worth the laughs from the class. They said, "what's that on your windshield", and as I explained they all ran out to make certain I wasn't lying. Started the day off on a terrific note.
GET OUT!
We'll get to the rest but did you win THE logo contest? OC Securities?
I want it to be good DDF. Let me get back to you on that.
However, of particular interest to me today was the realization that if a professor accumulates enough tickets for not having a facultty sticker on their car - they actually take action.
I should just forward your post to DDF. Thanks. You know I love that stuff.
Any interesting politics here today?
I had a complete and total blast. Honestly, I did. How was engineering today?
Bull, if I joked around any more than I do, it would be Hoople standup. Today we laughed so hard they didn't want to leave. Great bunch this year.
Gee, tx Raz. It's true, too.
Hello, btw.
These inversions and convolutions are preparing me perfectly for the logic of adolescents I will be dealing with soon. Thanks for the warmup.
Go for it. Excess is good in moderation.
Actually, that was my drive-by koan for the day. I'm doing stuff for work. Teach another class soon that I'm not, as usual, prepared for yet.
See you soon.
Bye Burp, and how are you? - ha!
A drive-by saying "hi" to anybody who happens upon the board. Prosper.
A happy and prosperous one to you.
Morning Rager! COCK-A-DOODLE-DUDE
That was a bad one but I couldn't help myself :)
Holy Shmoly. What in the heck... bad news to start the day with but it goes to show you, you can't buy happiness.
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COCK-A-DOODLE-OUCH my head hurts this morning.
Just want to say hi to Chu and I'm out.
See you guys soon. Thank you so much for a majorly enjoyable day.
But she was great fodder for his post. We'll overlook that minor detail.
HA! That was a masterpiece, Bull. No further comment necessary.
worse
Wow, I got 333 on my birthday and now this. I feel good. TX for pointing it out.
Let's meet backstage and combine forces. Come up with a plan of attack! The lousy, arrogant SOB.
But MY old is 1,200 square feet. That's a shack - no dignity whatsoever in a 1,200 square foot ramshackle hut.
It just seems older than a lovely, stately old place. You just think.... OLD.
Speaking of Omelas.... I never really finished my thoughts on that one.
So..... this is what I REEEEEALLY think.......
Hahahahahaha!
I'll try to remember to stop apologising!
Looks like I am going to the opera tonight... in style! My friend is having a limo pick me up and we're going out to dinner in the city first. He's cool. So, gotta run for a bit to get ready. Wanted to get out of it but... maybe I do want to go.
Back shortly.....
OF COURSE! That's the whole point! I want the stone to say something wonderful to people.
Gee, tx Burp. I'd love to see the forward to a book of your poems.
Okay, we bought an old, old ramshackle place here. When I was trying to fight the garden back, which had crept over half the yard AND the house, I came upon an ancient trowel. It was stuck in the earth and forgotten about by the old lady who lived here for 75 years or so. I wrote a short story about it.
A few years later I made a new friend, Joshua. I was in the habit of going to a cemetery in town here... an ancient one with stones from the settlers. I go there often with my dog, Goya. We sit. I write or read under a tree and often walk around, feeling my mortality in a comfortable way.
On my way to the post to mail this short story to Joshua (who died two years ago in his mid or early 20s) I parked under a tree to hang for a bit and reread it, just to see if it was worth mailing. The story was the one about the woman who owned this home... who I always very unconsciously call my landlady, btw. I'm reading the story, look up and the name on the gravestone matches the name of my short story, Lane. Hmmm. I'd remembered my mother telling me the woman's first name who lived here, they called her Ray and the stone said, Veronica Lane. Curious, I thought. I asked my mother if that was her. My mother said, "no, her name was Ray".
Well, I subsequently found out that yes, that is her grave that I'd been parking myself in front of for years, since I moved here seven years ago, to read and write. And there I was, reading a story about her, named after her. It was deliciously spooky. While tearing this place apart I would bring pieces of old wallpaper and knickknacks we found in the dirt or under floorboards, to her grave in plastic bags.
So, out of acres and acres of land, that is where I gravitated. I find that interesting, at least.
And I love the place, it has offered me so much, I want to compose something for a passerby who might stop. I want to say something substantial to somebody passing through. The place is gorgeous - GORGEOUS - and I honestly didn't think I stood a chance in hell of getting a plot there - it's so old. But they happened to open up a few new grown over roads to make money for upkeep and I happened to be there when the woman in charge was walking around planting flags. Otherwise I would never have known. So..... that's my story.
The plot I got is in my favorite spot, amazing.
Sorry so long.
What sounds romantic is how you talk about your family I guess. The particulars are clearly not what I'm picking up on.
I'll take that as a no :)
Why does that sound romantic to me?
THAT sounds marvelous. Can you see that I'm green here?
Regarding the stone... May I take a moment to compose a reply?