Marc
To deny our impulses is to deny that which makes us human. -- Mouse from The Matrix
One. Have you eve had one of those weeks where you are simply not functionally mentally? Does that make sense? I know that there are things that I should have done by now, but I do not have them done/I cannot force myself to complete them. Between that and some difficulties I'm having with registering for student teaching next semester -- if there is indeed a next semester for me -- I'm about to spit. I fell asleep from 9 to 10:30 last night, woke up, called my special lady, and then immediately went back to bed. Do you ever feel like you're just going through the motions that you think you should be going through?
Two. Enough whining. One of the things I did today while I was not being academically productive was to go on Major League Baseball.com and check out all the free agent news. It makes baseball interesting even when baseball isn't exactly happening. It said that the Cubs are interested in Miguel Tejada, Ivan Rodriguez, and a handful of other players out there. Why won't we go after that reliever named Foulke out of Oakland? The strange thing I learned this morning is that the Mets and the Yankees are listed as possiblities for every player that's worth anything on the free agent market. Can one of them please sign Antonio Alfonseca so we don't have to?
Three. It's hard to put into words how excited I am to finally be able to get the chance to teach full-time next semester, yet in the same breath it's hard to put into words just how much I hate having to deal with all this bueaucratic stuff that goes into it. I just found out that a friend of mine took his pedagogy test in July and just found out last week that he passed it. So, if I take the test and don't pass it before May or June (at the latest) does that mean I won't be able to work come fall next year? Mother Russia, I don't motha-fucking geet it!
Four. Back to baseball, but kind of in relation to football: Why does football seem like it sucks this year? Is it because the Bears stink (they stink) and we in the Chicagoland/Illinoisland area have nothing to be excited about? I can't put my finger on it. I'm more concerned with watching the Tampa Bay Buccaneers and hoping that they lose week after week than I am with the Bears. I would almost rather have the Bears lose every game for the rest of this year and next so we could finally get some decent draft picks and start rebuilding our team. Oh, that and I can't wait for John Shoop to get fired ... and Jauron, too, for that matter. Why, dear God, are those two dudes still around? Why are they still running our team? That guy in the Urlacher Gatorade (or some such product) commercial has more of a fire under his ass than Jauron ever will, yet still we're stuck with Jauron on the sidelines. Does he ever look excited or pissed or happy or angry? It's just this stone-face in every single picture that's taken of him. Fuck him. Lose him. Burn Shoop at the stake and let's call it a season. Go Cubs!
Up Next: "Niagra" by Braid; "That Car Came Out of Nowhere" by Braid; and, "Strawberry(ann) Switzerland" by Braid.
Tomorrow: Talk about teaching. Talk about teaching. Drive to Chicago. Annie.
To deny our impulses is to deny that which makes us human. -- Mouse from The Matrix
One. Have you eve had one of those weeks where you are simply not functionally mentally? Does that make sense? I know that there are things that I should have done by now, but I do not have them done/I cannot force myself to complete them. Between that and some difficulties I'm having with registering for student teaching next semester -- if there is indeed a next semester for me -- I'm about to spit. I fell asleep from 9 to 10:30 last night, woke up, called my special lady, and then immediately went back to bed. Do you ever feel like you're just going through the motions that you think you should be going through?
Two. Enough whining. One of the things I did today while I was not being academically productive was to go on Major League Baseball.com and check out all the free agent news. It makes baseball interesting even when baseball isn't exactly happening. It said that the Cubs are interested in Miguel Tejada, Ivan Rodriguez, and a handful of other players out there. Why won't we go after that reliever named Foulke out of Oakland? The strange thing I learned this morning is that the Mets and the Yankees are listed as possiblities for every player that's worth anything on the free agent market. Can one of them please sign Antonio Alfonseca so we don't have to?
Three. It's hard to put into words how excited I am to finally be able to get the chance to teach full-time next semester, yet in the same breath it's hard to put into words just how much I hate having to deal with all this bueaucratic stuff that goes into it. I just found out that a friend of mine took his pedagogy test in July and just found out last week that he passed it. So, if I take the test and don't pass it before May or June (at the latest) does that mean I won't be able to work come fall next year? Mother Russia, I don't motha-fucking geet it!
Four. Back to baseball, but kind of in relation to football: Why does football seem like it sucks this year? Is it because the Bears stink (they stink) and we in the Chicagoland/Illinoisland area have nothing to be excited about? I can't put my finger on it. I'm more concerned with watching the Tampa Bay Buccaneers and hoping that they lose week after week than I am with the Bears. I would almost rather have the Bears lose every game for the rest of this year and next so we could finally get some decent draft picks and start rebuilding our team. Oh, that and I can't wait for John Shoop to get fired ... and Jauron, too, for that matter. Why, dear God, are those two dudes still around? Why are they still running our team? That guy in the Urlacher Gatorade (or some such product) commercial has more of a fire under his ass than Jauron ever will, yet still we're stuck with Jauron on the sidelines. Does he ever look excited or pissed or happy or angry? It's just this stone-face in every single picture that's taken of him. Fuck him. Lose him. Burn Shoop at the stake and let's call it a season. Go Cubs!
Up Next: "Niagra" by Braid; "That Car Came Out of Nowhere" by Braid; and, "Strawberry(ann) Switzerland" by Braid.
Tomorrow: Talk about teaching. Talk about teaching. Drive to Chicago. Annie.
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