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Friday, February 11, 2005

Well, I've updated my resume and packed a portfolio full of lesson plans and student work so I'm off to Nashville via Murfreesboro for rock and roll and job interviews.

Thursday, February 10, 2005

I know I do this from time to time, but I can't help it...
If you are not in the regular habit of checking out my friend Suzanna Sugar's fotolog, do it NOW!
She's been on a posting frenzy and it's all simply superb.
Gene Clark, you may want to hit her up for your Catoptric Contest...

Someone at Reciprocity Failure has an interview with Metropolitan Nashville Schools on Monday.
Whoot!

Wednesday, February 09, 2005

There is nothing nearly so lonely as an animal, dead on the side of a highway at 6 o'clock in the morning in the driving rain.

Oh, and confidential to the Barrow County Sanitation Department:
Your asses need to clean up that poor fucking German Shepard on the median. It's been a couple of weeks and our eyes meet every afternoon on the way home. It's more than I can bear...

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

All I can think about is school, school, school, school. I made a pact with gorjus last night to blog every day, but this is the best I can do right now.

Hey kids, why don't you go home and show your folks the polished turds we're so fond of here?

Monday, February 07, 2005

Gram Parsons, you said a mouthful
There has been an inordinate amount of heartbreak in my immediate network recently. Undue heartbreak at that. Had I some sort of elixir I would wash it all away.

We don't celebrate Valentine's Day. I hated it before I got married so why should I like it now? Instead, we eat pancakes. I love Big Gray, but I think I love complex carbohydrates more.

Best Superbowl ever!
Well, it might not be better than the one when BG got drunk and went to the radio station to play 2 non-stop hours of the Superbowl Shuffle on air, but it was pretty good.
Incidentally, upon waking up this morning I had absolutely no idea who had actually won the Superbowl, but the party was right on.

Also, gentlemen, I have the coolest, hottest friends on earth and you are all fucking stupid for not knocking each other down to wipe sweat from their collective brow.
I have never been in a room with so many unnecessarily single women.
That's Athens for ya.

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