Food of the Gods

What is it with blue hairs and broasted chicken? I mean, I like a good crispy chicken tit now and then, but come on.

The Gerries act like they're going to the chair tomorrow as they belly up to the ol' boo-fay. Most of them skip the salad just to make sure they can eat like 17 pieces of chicken. They're picky too, they could spend 15 minutes searching, and picking, and turning the chicken in the trough until they find the piece they want. Is it really all that different from one piece to another. White meat, dark meat, legs, thighs and breasteses...it's like an art form as they peruse the greasy bird chunks.

You gotta have taters and gravy too...and you have to use the gravy ladle to smoosh your taters down to create that little gravy volcano. Just pour the damn gravy on your instants and move on down the line Grandma!



side note: broasted isn't even in spell check...is broasted chicken a Midwest thing or what?

Machine-gun Jugglies

So I walk into my classroom the other day, just as the bell has rung. One of my students is shaking her booty with her back to me. She is facing the class. So I have to ask what's up..."Doing a little dance before class?"

Huh-ha...she giggled. I was doing the machine-gun jugglies. "The what?"

"You know, from that movie." she proclaimed. (Austin Powers I presume)

Obviously she is not the shy type. A short time later she asked a fellow student to hook her bra for her. Apparently the machine-gun jugglies got away from her. I didn't say it, but I gave her that look of mild disapointment (do we really need to draw MORE attention to ourselves). "...it just comes undone sometimes..." she informed me. Great. More info than I needed...


People often wonder what it is like teaching high school kids. It's not boring, I can say that. No two days are the same.

As Joey would say, "Woah!"

Within two days of my newest post, I have 2 friends say, "Good to see ya back". I can't believe it. It makes me wonder how they knew. Maybe I sent out a blog-vibe subconsciously.

I don't really have too much to comment on. So here are a few random news and views:

I just finished my fall graduate courses, YEA! I now have a few weeks to play catch up in my classes at school. Our semester ends on the 22nd and I need to get some papers checked.

I have actually been in a pretty good mood lately, although my buddy next door would beg to differ. It might have been the strep throat.

We call my room the Moral Vacuum Cafe. I don't go to the lunch room to eat, or the teachers lounge. The cafeteria is too loud, and the lounge is a trap for bitchy women who like to, well...bitch. So me and a few guys eat in my room, and our morals are sketchy at best. I have a little fridge and microwave, as well as my coffee maker. I believe it is the only coffee maker in the school besides the one in the bitch kennel or the kitchen. The microwave needs a few more hamsters to get it going good, it takes the rodents we have now almost 5 minutes to heat a bowl of soup, but I cannot complain, it was a donation from my buddy next door.



Until next time, may the wind be always at your back, and drink more beer.

Resistance is futile...

In a desperate attempt to release some of the pressure from my brain, I am contemplating firing up the old blog. I hope she still has gas, and that her plugs still fire.

I am sitting at home with strep throat. What a bitch. I thought that after you hit like age 20, you were immune from strep. Guess not, this sucks.

On top of being sick, I have 2 7-10 page papers to write. One of which has to be in the mail by Friday.

Unfortunately for you, I don't feel all that witty right now...