and even if you have, you should watch it again.
Believing in my dreams.
3.31.2009
3.29.2009
3.25.2009
I cannot begin to tell you how proud this makes me...sigh
In response to the Clarion Ledger's article, "Jackson Mayor's Aide Arrested at Parade," Avenger had this to say:
I have never seen this type of mess in all my years on this earth. Black people struggle, fought, suffered and die so that Black People could be treated as equals and now we have Black (Blacks for Profit) in leadership positions acting like they are above the law. These people are the same as the Ku -Klux-Klan on difference is that they do their dirt in wide open day light and only against other Blacks people. Just look at the fact's accused people of comitting crimes all Black, trying to close night club, owned by Blacks, they destroy a house that is own by a Black and a Black Person live their. Can't you see these people are out of control!!! These people need to be shipped to Iraq because they are trying to do the same thing Hussein did there, forcing their leadership on all the Black people like we don't have the sense to stand up for our rights. We didn't ask them to be our slave masters!
I have never seen this type of mess in all my years on this earth. Black people struggle, fought, suffered and die so that Black People could be treated as equals and now we have Black (Blacks for Profit) in leadership positions acting like they are above the law. These people are the same as the Ku -Klux-Klan on difference is that they do their dirt in wide open day light and only against other Blacks people. Just look at the fact's accused people of comitting crimes all Black, trying to close night club, owned by Blacks, they destroy a house that is own by a Black and a Black Person live their. Can't you see these people are out of control!!! These people need to be shipped to Iraq because they are trying to do the same thing Hussein did there, forcing their leadership on all the Black people like we don't have the sense to stand up for our rights. We didn't ask them to be our slave masters!
3.24.2009
Movie Monday
This week Steve and I watched One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest.
I liked it! Jack Nicholson has this wonderful crazy-beautiful thing going for him.
Rent it.
Netflix it.
You should see it.
I liked it! Jack Nicholson has this wonderful crazy-beautiful thing going for him.
Rent it.
Netflix it.
You should see it.
Oprah is full of crap.
Really, is c-r-a-p offensive?
Sometimes I spell it out because in my mind that makes it less of a "bad word." Mr. T is most likely going to tear up that statement because he adopts a strong belief system about "bad words" and what makes them "bad". Anyway, my third grade students firmly believed that crap was indeed a bad word. I know, I know, what kind of adult would say crap to a classroom of third graders--well, me, but only once, er, or twice.
This is NOT what I intended this post to be about. At all.
How weird.
Amanda is jumping in Italy. I am sneezing in Mississippi.
I'd rather be sneezing in Italy. Or drinking wine. And eating PASTA. Oh, pasta, how I miss you---more on this later; there's a new diet in town.
Check out these people.
They are debt free. I'm impressed. Steve says it's because of child labor. Either way, pretty cool.
My students in first period today were talking about Bonsai...the restaurant, not the tree; although the trees are pretty cool.
I killed a Bonsai tree once.
Fun fact: Steve and I went on our first "date" to Bonsai. We were in eighth grade. I wore an atrocious green polo shirt. And PoFolks on Ellis Avenue burned down that day.
Sometimes I spell it out because in my mind that makes it less of a "bad word." Mr. T is most likely going to tear up that statement because he adopts a strong belief system about "bad words" and what makes them "bad". Anyway, my third grade students firmly believed that crap was indeed a bad word. I know, I know, what kind of adult would say crap to a classroom of third graders--well, me, but only once, er, or twice.This is NOT what I intended this post to be about. At all.
How weird.
Amanda is jumping in Italy. I am sneezing in Mississippi.
I'd rather be sneezing in Italy. Or drinking wine. And eating PASTA. Oh, pasta, how I miss you---more on this later; there's a new diet in town.
Check out these people.
They are debt free. I'm impressed. Steve says it's because of child labor. Either way, pretty cool.
My students in first period today were talking about Bonsai...the restaurant, not the tree; although the trees are pretty cool.
I killed a Bonsai tree once.
Fun fact: Steve and I went on our first "date" to Bonsai. We were in eighth grade. I wore an atrocious green polo shirt. And PoFolks on Ellis Avenue burned down that day.
“Is it weird in here, or is it just me?”
Today I was walking down the hall at school with a banana in my hand and had the strongest urge to hold it up to my face like a telephone. And I did.
I can only play two songs from memory on the piano...the Battle Hymn of the Republic and the Star Wars Ceremony theme. And I don't even play them in the correct rhythm.
Today, I also slipped on a student's backpack (my foot went through the arm strap and I skidded across the floor making some squealy, startled noise--students love it when this happens) as I was walking around my classroom, and I pulled something in my back. It's getting stiffer by the minute!
One day I hope to be able (read: to afford) to make things organically and from scratch--pizza sauce, biscuits, pasta, and other random delicious things, not because I think they are healthier (which they probably are), or because I want to be "granola" (a term I just heard recently), but simply because I CAN. (I do kinda want to be granola though; hence my mission to grow out my long, wavy hippie locks again.)
Oh. my. gosh.
I just realized what a "BLONDie" is! It's (kinda) the opposite of a BROWNie!
I'm a genius.
The printer in my classroom HATES me. Boo.
I can only play two songs from memory on the piano...the Battle Hymn of the Republic and the Star Wars Ceremony theme. And I don't even play them in the correct rhythm.
Today, I also slipped on a student's backpack (my foot went through the arm strap and I skidded across the floor making some squealy, startled noise--students love it when this happens) as I was walking around my classroom, and I pulled something in my back. It's getting stiffer by the minute!
One day I hope to be able (read: to afford) to make things organically and from scratch--pizza sauce, biscuits, pasta, and other random delicious things, not because I think they are healthier (which they probably are), or because I want to be "granola" (a term I just heard recently), but simply because I CAN. (I do kinda want to be granola though; hence my mission to grow out my long, wavy hippie locks again.)
Oh. my. gosh.
I just realized what a "BLONDie" is! It's (kinda) the opposite of a BROWNie!
I'm a genius.
The printer in my classroom HATES me. Boo.
3.10.2009
Read it.
As a child I loved to read. As an adult, I still do, but it makes me sleepy. I'm trying to read more.
Here's what's in the forecast:
Right now:
The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck
For Women Only by Shaunti Feldhahn
Coming soon:
The Reason for God by Timothy Keller
To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee
A Separate Peace by John Knowles
Animal Farm by George Orwell (blech!)
Here's what's in the forecast:
Right now:
The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck
For Women Only by Shaunti Feldhahn
Coming soon:
The Reason for God by Timothy Keller
To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee
A Separate Peace by John Knowles
Animal Farm by George Orwell (blech!)
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