Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Canine Drinking Habits

In without knocking. 
Lapping from the porc'lain bowl.
Your food is downstairs.

I'm a bit perplexed that for the past three nights the dog has entered my room (always right around 10pm) helped himself to the water in the toilet, and left the room almost entirely without acknowledging me.  I hope he doesn't think he can get away with this forever!  

Aliens

Today we discuss:
UFO's and cropcircles.
E.T. can't phone home....
My debate class has selected "Aliens Exist" as their latest debate topic... I was hesitant to let them choose a "BS" topic, but then realized that 1. I ultimately don't care and 2. it's a great chance to work on research methods / credible source issues... I'm still waiting for overeager freshman boy to bring in his "legit alien book" which he claims will prove the existence of aliens... and this is why I love freshmen... *rolls eyes

That said, I wish I'd dropped the serious nature a long time ago; students are really into this topic, and I finally feel like I know what I'm doing... which is why we only have 5 weeks of school left... go figure.  

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Fun Factoid

experts all agree
and science has proven that 
owls have no buttholes.

the last line is a true quote from a student in my speech class today.  It's hard not to laugh when stuff like this comes up!

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Prom

expensive clothes and 
grinding abound.  the cops are
watching you closely.  

Friday, April 17, 2009

Hard to Handle...

This was on the news this evening: 


I had a really difficult time watching it, and actually found myself in tears at the end in utter disbelief that children could be so insensitively cruel.  Having been around teenagers on a daily basis for a while now, I recognize that they often don't think before they speak or consider how someone else will hear what they say.  Furthermore, they see words like "gay" and "fag" as synonyms for "stupid" and "lame."  "Homo" is to 2009 what Loser was to 1999.  I continually strive to get students to see that they aren't saying what they mean - but this often falls on deaf ears.  

It's been a long week - and there's no rest until Sunday - lax all day tomorrow and potentially prom tomorrow night.  

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Who Flung Poo?

Smeared with feces the
bathroom is so disgusting.
WE ARE IN HIGH SCHOOL!

Monday, April 13, 2009

Foreign Bodies


The dog will be fine.
Perhaps something is lodged
Deep inside a cut 

Methinks that the cat 
with super sharp claws and stealth
sniped and is to blame.


can you believe a cat this cute could be so devilish?  

Friday, April 10, 2009

Absenteeism

I've been rather frazzled lately.  Between dealing with general chaos at school, freaking out about what to do next year (and truthfully making no progress), daydreaming about Oxford, recuperating from the instant-death, lacrosse sponsoring, reading Wuthering Heights, and worrying about the dog it's been hectic, stressful, and overwhelming.  


Oscar turned 7 on March 23rd.  I enjoy teasing him about becoming an old man and needing to eat "Senior" food now (yes, I tease the dog), but I'm masking a fear... in my family our dogs don't last that long.  Peggy stayed with us until I was 9 (the parental units got her as a puppy before I arrived), Buster joined us (at the age of 2) when I wain 5th grade and stuck around all the way until my freshman year of college, and Oscar moved in that Spring.  I love dogs; I can't imagine life without one, but each time a pet moves on I become this blubbering mess of emotional idiocracy that I can't believe I'd ever want to put myself through the loss again.  That said I know I'll always be a dog owner.    

Anyhow, to get to the point, on Monday we noticed that the pupster has a large bump with open sore? on it on his back left leg (around the knee).  We remember seeing him have a scratch, and it's likely that it just got infected and gross, but I can't help but worry that it's truly something serious.  He doesn't act sick - he acts like a puppy, running, jumping, generally being a 65 lb. lapdog  - which is why it's so hard for me to think of him as an older dog.  He has an appointment with the vet (his least favorite place ever) Monday evening.  I would swear that the bump looks smaller today, but I can't confirm this - I will monitor it closely throughout the weekend, because I can't let him be in pain.  If that's the case, I know where this goes... and I get sick even thinking about it.  

When my mom had to put her cat down earlier this winter, it was so easy for me to be supportive and remind her that it was painless and quick and the only thing that could be done.  Through the entire experience, however, I was hoping that the next time a pet I was attached to (the cat was a one person cat) reached that point I would be able to find the same strength.  

I love this dog... even if he does snore, and hog the couch.    


A Limerick Instead

I apologize for the fact that the rhyme here is a bit off... I don't know how else to express my annoyance that FSS has (once again) stolen my clothing and dared to post pictures of her wearing said items on facebook.  (Let's also remember that I'm a teacher, and she's in design school - shouldn't the theiving be the other way around?)

On your last shopping trip to my floor
You found something that wasn't a bore.  
I see in your pics
you were up to some tricks.
Next time you should visit the store.