Nekkid badger spleen... Damn, I think I stepped in it. :(
S'okay. I've got 3 or 4 more.
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Okay...I find myself puzzled by the girls' test for tomorrow.
They are supposed to know what states border California to the north, east...and south.
North and east are fairly easy...but what the heck are they talking about with a state that borders California to the south?!
I mean, Arizona is "kind of" south...but it's really southeast...of California. Natasha's teacher actually crossed out Arizona as the answer on her homework.
I sincerely hope they aren't expecting us to count Tijuana as an option. :S
Mexico is a state. Not a US State, but "state" as in country. Maybe she's being technical.
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I think I'd go with "none" before I went with the technical difference between a "sovereign state" and one of the United "States" of America.
Still, I know the teachers aren't stupid, so I'm not sure what the failure in communication is, here. I'm really anxious to talk to the teachers and find out what the heck they're thinking.
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I think I'd go with "none" before I went with the technical difference between a "sovereign state" and one of the United "States" of America.
Still, I know the teachers aren't stupid, so I'm not sure what the failure in communication is, here. I'm really anxious to talk to the teachers and find out what the heck they're thinking.
Have her write it almost like that.
Maybe my private venting paid off. She just submitted them.Get a back-up letter. 4 instead of 3 won't hurt.Hmm.
** spoiler omitted **
Yay!
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Not sure where to post this, but I guess this is as good as any.
A professor of mine (probably the best I've ever had), Bob Dacey, related this story to his students about how strange art directors can get:
Bob, in the habit of many illustrators, sends sample pieces to art directors in the hopes of getting work. After sending a beautiful watercolor piece of his wife seated on a bed off to a greeting card company, the response Bob recieved was quite unusual. The response read "We really like the pinky-beige color of the upper right-hand corner. Can you do that color again?" "Yes," Bob replied. The next message from the AD relayed the project details: three panels, one 12"x17", one 8"x12", and one 4"x5", all painted a solid 'pinky-beige'. Price: $2,500.
Feeling a bit guilty at making money that easily, Bob spent two hours painting ten panels of each size, and chose the best one of each, and sent them off to the publisher. That week, he received his check. Normally, an illustrator only hears back from the AD if there's something wrong with the work, but in this case, the AD called with a different request: "Can you do the same thing, only blue?"
Bob only spent thirty minutes on his next $2,500 paycheck. Lucky bastard.
Wow, really? Who else did my wife seduce into killing me?They are, and I sent mine too.Moorluck let Solnes know that sent her a FB message as well as email with my address for holiday cardsWill do... are you two plotting to kill me?
*whistles innocently*
Today is day one with bifocals. I hate them already. I think its more of a psychological thing. To me, it is the first overt sign that I am getting older. I have been in pleasant denial up to now.
"Hey you - Get off my lawn!"
I'm not too far behind you on getting bifocals.
<Shakes cane at kids with their loud music and baggy pants>
Daughters should totally move back from the midwest to be with dear old Dad. Sons should git the HELL out. NEOW!What about sons?Daughters take care of ya when you're old too....glad I have a couple.
All right meow. Hand over your license and registration.
Morning all. What did I miss?
Snooki, but she'll be back! ;P
All right meow. Hand over your license and registration.Daughters should totally move back from the midwest to be with dear old Dad. Sons should git the HELL out. NEOW!What about sons?Daughters take care of ya when you're old too....glad I have a couple.
Not meow, neow. It's my emphatic way of saying now. An imperfect phonetic representation, like much of my distinctive speech. I'm sorry you can't hear it.
So, good morning, FAWTLies. Coffee and stollen again this morning. M-mmm. (Not meow, weird cat captain.)
Looks like Kellen was accepted into this new program at one of the elementary schools nearby. The program is for kids who are bright or above avaerage, but have behavior/emotional problems.
At yesterdays meeting I told them not to make any snap decisions. I wanted them to talk to the other two schools, and to his ONE teacher who actually spent some time with him. And then to talk to each other and then decide if they are ready for him. I did this because I truly believe that another school putting us out would break not only him, but me as well. I told them this.
Apparently they took the entire day and just called us this morning. They say they are ready and that they indeed did not take this decision lightly.
I hope so, but refuse to get my hopes up. I really am afraid that if this doesn't work he and I are in for more serious issues.
That said.... coffee is great this morning! Using milk for creamer and I have to say, it is far better than any non-dairy creamer!
That said.... coffee is great this morning! Using milk for creamer and I have to say, it is far better than any non-dairy creamer!
Creamer...blech...
Good luck, Solnes.
Thanks Badger. :)
The funny part of yesterdays meeting was the new principal asking me how my patience with the schools was holding up. I am sure the look on my face was her answer. :P
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Solnes, I hope things work out for Kellen.
We've been very fortunate that the girls' experience with their school has been positive. As my wife made clear at our meeting on Tuesday, the school's support is a big reason she does so much for the school. (She's the PTA president, and does a heck of a lot of volunteering for them...to the point where practically every kid in the school, from kindergarten on up, knows her name.)
I'm praying that this move is the answer you guys are looking for.
Everybody heard about the new Star Blazers movie?
Looks like Kellen was accepted into this new program at one of the elementary schools nearby. The program is for kids who are bright or above avaerage, but have behavior/emotional problems.
At yesterdays meeting I told them not to make any snap decisions. I wanted them to talk to the other two schools, and to his ONE teacher who actually spent some time with him. And then to talk to each other and then decide if they are ready for him. I did this because I truly believe that another school putting us out would break not only him, but me as well. I told them this.
Apparently they took the entire day and just called us this morning. They say they are ready and that they indeed did not take this decision lightly.
I hope so, but refuse to get my hopes up. I really am afraid that if this doesn't work he and I are in for more serious issues.
YAY!!!
That said.... coffee is great this morning! Using milk for creamer and I have to say, it is far better than any non-dairy creamer!
Mrs. M. refuses any creamer other than milk.
Morning all. What did I miss?Snooki, but she'll be back! ;P
Did somebody say my name? Ooh, aren't you a hunk!
What the hell, people. Is Friday SOOOOOO much more interesting that the FAWTLy thread drops below the top ten?
Get off my damn lawn, ya punks.
Am I the only one somewhat amused by the fact that the poodle and Jack threads persist even when Courtfool and Callous Jack haven't been seen in a long time? Will the Celestial thread outlive me?I was wondering where they disappeared to. Sharoth too. And Orthos.
And who's next to disappear... looks behind her nervously
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And who's next to disappear... looks behind her nervouslyAm I the only one somewhat amused by the fact that the poodle and Jack threads persist even when Courtfool and Callous Jack haven't been seen in a long time? Will the Celestial thread outlive me?I was wondering where they disappeared to. Sharoth too. And Orthos.
I've heard rumors...
I've heard rumors...And who's next to disappear... looks behind her nervouslyAm I the only one somewhat amused by the fact that the poodle and Jack threads persist even when Courtfool and Callous Jack haven't been seen in a long time? Will the Celestial thread outlive me?I was wondering where they disappeared to. Sharoth too. And Orthos.
Run for your lives! That Jiminy kid is killing everyone! He's worse than Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees and Freddie Krueger combined! You're not safe! No one is!!
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All right meow. Hand over your license and registration.Daughters should totally move back from the midwest to be with dear old Dad. Sons should git the HELL out. NEOW!What about sons?Daughters take care of ya when you're old too....glad I have a couple.
Do I look like a cat to you boy? Am I jumpin' around all nimbly-bimbly from tree to tree? Am I drinkin' milk from a saucer? DO YOU SEE ME EATING MICE?
That said.... coffee is great this morning! Using milk for creamer and I have to say, it is far better than any non-dairy creamer!Mrs. M. refuses any creamer other than milk.
I will use anything in a pinch, but I prefer half and half. :)
Anyone else think that sometimes reality is worse than the nightmares that we have? :P
Anyone else think that sometimes reality is worse than the nightmares that we have? :P
Do I look like a cat to you boy? Am I jumpin' around all nimbly-bimbly from tree to tree? Am I drinkin' milk from a saucer? DO YOU SEE ME EATING MICE?All right meow. Hand over your license and registration.Daughters should totally move back from the midwest to be with dear old Dad. Sons should git the HELL out. NEOW!What about sons?Daughters take care of ya when you're old too....glad I have a couple.
You don't look like a Capt anymore, either.
Anyone else think that sometimes reality is worse than the nightmares that we have? :P
My nightmares have me chased across a volcanic plane by legions of skittering destructo-babies holding aloft cheesebundant sandwiches they fully plan to shove up my nose. I stop to rest but the air is acrid and without relief... that is until I pick up a hint of dairy... and then I resume my endless escape.
So no... reality is a breeze compared to molten juvey-forced cheesebundance. The day I meet someone killed by lungs full of lunch I'll change my tune.
So long as I'm coining this term, let's go all the way. Cheesebundancy.
You don't look like a Capt anymore, either.Do I look like a cat to you boy? Am I jumpin' around all nimbly-bimbly from tree to tree? Am I drinkin' milk from a saucer? DO YOU SEE ME EATING MICE?All right meow. Hand over your license and registration.Daughters should totally move back from the midwest to be with dear old Dad. Sons should git the HELL out. NEOW!What about sons?Daughters take care of ya when you're old too....glad I have a couple.
You stop laughing right meow!
Anyone else think that sometimes reality is worse than the nightmares that we have? :PMy nightmares have me chased across a volcanic plane by legions of skittering destructo-babies holding aloft cheesebundant sandwiches they fully plan to shove up my nose. I stop to rest but the air is acrid and without relief... that is until I pick up a hint of dairy... and then I resume my endless escape.
So no... reality is a breeze compared to molten juvey-forced cheesebundance. The day I meet someone killed by lungs full of lunch I'll change my tune.
That's my morning commute.
That's my morning commute.Anyone else think that sometimes reality is worse than the nightmares that we have? :PMy nightmares have me chased across a volcanic plane by legions of skittering destructo-babies holding aloft cheesebundant sandwiches they fully plan to shove up my nose. I stop to rest but the air is acrid and without relief... that is until I pick up a hint of dairy... and then I resume my endless escape.
So no... reality is a breeze compared to molten juvey-forced cheesebundance. The day I meet someone killed by lungs full of lunch I'll change my tune.
Your reality beats my darkest dream. I feel for ya, man.
"I only do what the LORD tells me. What's that, Lord? He's a blasphemer and must be punished? I am your VESSEL!"
Yeah, being an Old Testament prophet-warrior seems real attractive sometimes. "You see that ass's jawbone over there? Y'all better clear the hell out or I'm killing all y'all with that. Raight Neow."
Edit: ::The shophet strips down and oils his naked body with holy oil, in preparation for his prophetic frenzy::