OMG! Thar she blows?

So you're 42 year old David Sheridan of New South Wales and your kite surfing along and WHAM! He had a camera attached to the sail of his kite board and caught this picture of a whale just below him, who moments later will give him a bit of a whack on his head with its tail. David said it was more like a "push" and though he was shaken up, he expected more from the impact of the tail.

Weird CSI Las Vegas

Any CSI Las Vegas fans out there? I thought last week's episode was a little strange. Of course it had Lady Heather in it. What did I expect? All the psycho babel about dominants and submissives was bizarre too. Who'd thunk they had those types of businesses out there--even in Vegas? As far as I'm concerned, that's one thing that happens in Vegas that can stay there!

End of another semester

I'm coming to the end of another semester and oh the cries of despair can be heard for miles. Students I haven't seen in three weeks are emailing in desperation, "Is there any way I can pass?" Ah life it gets in the way of so much. For starters, life gets in the way of a college education. Some students work two jobs. Some have a baby and are unmarried. Some help support the three families living under one roof. They all want a college education, but life gets in the way and makes it hard. Some just goof off and don't come to class because that's they way it is. Twenty years from now they'll wake up and say, "Why in the heck did I do that." I was the dedicated student who didn't miss a day of college for two years while I worked two jobs. I know how hard it is. I do have a hard time extending sympathy to these students (although I usually do) because I don't understand where they're coming from. I don't understand why they don't understand they're failing because they haven't completed any work in over a month. But then that's silly old me.

Just say NO to the phonebook

The phonebook is absolutely useless! In Tulsa we get a six inch thick phonebook every three months. I needed a phone number today and after several minutes of trying to find it in one directory I switched to another. Then I said fugetaboutit! I googled it and had the number I wanted in 1.8 seconds. Who needs a phonebook I ask? Not me. I have the power of the INTERNET!

Well look who it is...

Since I've been blogging on about the nine year old I thought I'd put up the most recent picture of her. She wanted to be something scary this year. She even had drops of blood from the corner of her mouth. No princess here. Only a scary nine year old girl.

Dumb assignments

This is another post about my nine year old who is in third grade. She often gets take home assignments from her teacher that are not age, grade, or skill appropriate. She has an assignment due Friday that I think is far above her skill level. She has to write a persuasive paragraph. Now, I teach college writing and know for a fact this is a skill some college students have yet to grasp. But back to her assignment...she has to write a persuasive paragraph, in the form of a letter, as though she were a turkey trying to convince folks not to eat her for Thanksgiving. AND it has to be typed. The teacher encourages them to talk about tryptophan and how it makes a person sleepy. Sure all third graders know about tryptophan. They even know how to spell it. Don't get me wrong. I think the idea is cute. I just don't see my daughter doing the work. This is a parent assignment! I don't like parent assignments. I already have enough work to do! There are some high stakes with this assignment too. The authors of the top three persuasive letters get to eat a special pizza lunch with the teacher. You think the real writers will show up?

Oh boy...

Oh boy did I mess up! You know when your children are in grade school they come home with lots of papers every afternoon. My nine year old was so excited when the basketball form came home. "Fill it out mommy," she said happily. I told her I would. I didn't. The deadline has passed and she can't play. I called and asked even, since it was just a few days past the deadline. She's been out at the goal practicing for hours each day. She loves sports. Now I'm in a tough spot. The league clear across town has a few openings left. Do I drive her across town to play or do we just let it go? She will be sorely disappointed. Why didn't I just fill the form out!