Saturday, December 20, 2008

SEMESTER ONE HAS ENDED. WOOT!

Tis the time for Self Examination. Tis the time to figure what I've done right and What've done wrong.
So many things have happened. It would be too numerous to mention.
But I Still Hate NK. Seriously, He's whinest motherfucker to have been created.

I have a new machine. Meaning, I can fucking play Generals. WOOT.
I was a bit disappointed, however, that they didn't take the series into a new direction with the New Graphics Engine and that You still have fucking collect "Supply Credits". Which is very annoying . Also, If you click on an enemy, there a 4 or 5 second delay. Before they actually attack.
And talking about the Command and Conquer series:
Why the fuck are they doing a damn Red Alert game, when they need to start on "Tiberian Twilight"? I pray to God, that it will be better than damn "Tiberian Sun". That Game looked like shit.

I hope I can Find the A/V adapter for my Genesis (Sega). I hope it still works.

Saturday, December 6, 2008

My heart burns with the flame of a thousand iron-cast revolvers at midnight

Cosmetologists are smokers.

As a matter of fact, in my neck of the woods, for every 47 cosmetology students (the future beauticians of the world), 2 are non-smokers. FREAKING TWO. Exactly one half of that quad of healthy lungs belongs to me. I used to be an occasional smoker...like 3 death sticks a year. But now, everyone I'm around is smoking. To combat my urge to light up, I've been popping Reese* mini peanut butter cups like the Russians are coming [you know, to steal all the miniature peanut butter cups]. But since I skip dinner because I don't want to compound all that sweet chocolate goodness with actual food, I don't think this is gonna last too long. I like dinner, damnit.

In other news, we had lotsa free time today in class so we went crazy shampooing and drying and scalp-massaging each other. PLUS our hella cool teach. gave anyone who wanted one a free hair cut. Almost everyone walked out today freshly trimmed. I got Mena Suvari bangs (you'll only know what I'm talking about if you watch the latest season of Six Feet Under).

I had something interesting to relate to y'all, but it slips the mind right now.

My heart burns with the flame of a thousand iron-cast revolvers at midnight

Cosmetologists are smokers.

As a matter of fact, in my neck of the woods, for every 47 cosmetology students (the future beauticians of the world), 2 are non-smokers. FREAKING TWO. Exactly one half of that quad of healthy lungs belongs to me. I used to be an occasional smoker...like 3 death sticks a year. But now, everyone I'm around is smoking. To combat my urge to light up, I've been popping Reese* mini peanut butter cups like the Russians are coming [you know, to steal all the miniature peanut butter cups]. But since I skip dinner because I don't want to compound all that sweet chocolate goodness with actual food, I don't think this is gonna last too long. I like dinner, damnit.

In other news, we had lotsa free time today in class so we went crazy shampooing and drying and scalp-massaging each other. PLUS our hella cool teach. gave anyone who wanted one a free hair cut. Almost everyone walked out today freshly trimmed. I got Mena Suvari bangs (you'll only know what I'm talking about if you watch the latest season of Six Feet Under).

I had something interesting to relate to y'all, but it slips the mind right now.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Rus: It continues to happen: I read about Charters and School choice, and the successes in educational freedom under President Bush's NCLBA and the hot tears spring to my eyes. Yes, Kate O'Beirne -- it is costly. Back when we were pushing 174 -- we knew then it was going to be costly to make these transitions and help students (all ages, languages, ethnicities, possible demographics) make up for lost time under the current "pub ed" leviathan. Better those costs now. Upfront.

I guess I'm remembering so many dear faces of children, and their parents, and the punishments I received from "dem leviathan" for my public and activist positions. Maybe it's just delayed emotions. I'm remembering adults of all ages, suffering bad lives, and because they were illiterate, and had no confidence in knowing anything much that was positive. I've seen the faces of hopelessness far too often to ever stop fighting for these. I've seen the look of horror in the eyes of parents who's children are not being taught; or are even being abused by the current ed system. I've seen the tears of good teachers -- not allowed or permitted to actually teach anything of substance or value to their students. And I've butted heads many times with union-folks, oh so willing, able, and theatening to hurt me with bodily harm, legal harm, including the going after of my children. There are many others who've experienced the same. Many are just not as vocal or bullheaded as me. But, we have shared those horrors, that only those who've "been there" can talk readily about.

How can one ever forget the pure innocence in an infant's eyes -- and not see that dampening as they grew older, and grew to believe they were stupid. To see the light in the eyes of each person -- is one of the greatest joys to behold.

lol. No. The tears are not delayed, nor of repressed angers and fury -- but -- of relief and joy. These tears aren't salty.

Friday, October 17, 2008

Another academic poo story

While a mate was at Imperial College many years ago he was in the Union Bar and in strides the College Loony. "If I crap in my pint of Lager and then drink it, who's going to buy me another pint?" Many hands go up, so Loony buys himself a pint, gulps a third of it to make room and then heads for the basher. A couple of minutes later he returns proudly brandishing his glass with promised floater standing therein. A few seconds later the deed is done, and those that haven't run to the basher clutching their stomachs and/or mouths are buying the drinks as honour demands. As a grand finale / encore Loony eats the turd before starting on the free lager. It was of course a mars bar but I'd defy anyone to tell the difference after a couple of minutes immersion in watery college beer.

Students Use Vouchers to Flee D.C. Schools

Rus: BEST WAY TO START MY DAY! YES YES YES!!!

For me, it's where so much good (and awfulness) began -- fighting for vouchers, Proposition 174, in California. So early this morning, this news just brings fast brief tears to my eyes -- of joy.

And right on up to the nearly the last moment before my move, I was working with a woman in Oakland who was fighting the school district -- why? To protect her son. Someone who knew of my past involvement in "education" issues.. had the woman contact me... In fact, the "someone" is someone who heard me speak in Oakland on vouchers, years ago. 1994. Or was it earlier.. Time for some java.

Bullies not only in the pub ed system, but the teachers aren't much better (some of them). By law, these teachers assert they are unable to protect children from BULLIES. How can any child learn in a situation like this? And since Dem Ed policies trend toward serving educational "meat" at the lowest common denominator.. this causes troubles, encourages trouble for children. Children get bored. And further, under the feminist-revised school system (catering more to girls than boys) -- boys get into a lot more trouble!!! And sure enough, it is always Dems screaming about HIGH PRISON RATES -- especially for males. And especially in inner-cities schools. And so, I could only see "schools" as early prison training for males. Created by Dems, run by Dems, complained about by Dems.

Considering how "intelligent" Dems think themselves are.. one might think the Dems could see this CORRELATION. Fact is, they don't care to see it.

Rambling... But here's the story!


WASHINGTON - As the school year begins, more than 1,000 students are using a new voucher program to escape troubled public schools in the nation's capital.

Officials running the nation's first federally funded voucher program said Wednesday the response was overwhelming. Seventy-four percent of students who applied for vouchers and were determined to be eligible are enrolled in participating private and parochial schools, and more applications are under review.

"We have 1,011 students that have been placed in 53 schools," said Sally Sachar, president of the Washington Scholarship Fund, the nonprofit group administering the program for the District of Columbia and the U.S. Department of Education.

Voucher advocates hope the experiment in the capital city, an idea debated in Congress for years before its passage in 2004, will energize the school-choice movement nationwide.

The Bush administration views vouchers as a way to empower parents and free students from struggling schools. Bush has proposed another $50 million for vouchers initiatives next year.

Critics, including Democratic presidential contender John Kerry, say vouchers strip money from public schools and funnel it to private schools that face little accountability.

Rus: So, John Kerry now supports the "NO CHILD LEFT BEHIND ACT"? The NCLBA is the first "pub ed" accountability standard put into place in as long as I can ever recall. Till this time, there has been no ACCOUNTABILITY IN PUB ED.

YOU GO!, DC PARENTS! FLY, SOAR!!! LEARN, CHILDREN.... GROW!! BE SET FREE FROM IGNORANCE AND EDUCATIONAL SUFFERING!

Oh yea.. My heart is soaring for them.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Gargantuan

Not as bad as one I read earlier but while at a previous job there was a rather large chap (read: fat as fuck) who constantly stank out the sales floor, one time so much that the MD actually had to give him a stern talking to.
I was working at my desk on the ground floor and noticed that there was water running down the wall, turned out that not only had he blocked up the trap he was using but had wedged the enormous piece of shit in the main sewerage system somehow backing up all of the plumbing in the building!
Took a while to sort out as because it had managed to slime its way out of the building and into the public systems the Council had to come and shift it.
That day from that point on was known as 'The Hunt For Brown October'.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Woof

My old man used to be a copper, he was called out to a burglary once at an old womens house, when he arrived she let him in and an Alsation dog followed, the dog proceded into the living room and sat in front of the fire,
my dad started talking to the old woman, during which the dog took a shit on the carpet, the old woman didnt say a word,
when he went to leave he was just about to get in his car when the woman shouted "Are you not going to take your dog with you?"

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Only the good blogs die young

So whata ya say you hop outta that school uniform and let this one show you how to have a good time?!?

I'd rather die with the sinners than live with the saints.

The dilema here is this, gentle reader o'mine. This blog started as a place to talk about what it was like to be the night auditor at my former place of business. But I'm not a night auditor anymore. So what do I do with the blog? The fabulous True Porn Clerk Stories , which I demand you all read from the beginning, ended when the woman stopped being a porn clerk.

Perhaps I should do the same? Perhaps I should become a porn clerk?

Sure, I could regale y'all with the comings and goings of my regular old life. But it probably wouldn't be all that interesting as I've never been one to share details with anyone if said details even broach being personal. And I know that any reader of a blog about a regular ol' life wants the nitty-gritty details . That's what's entertaining.

In conclusion, this blog is in purgatory right now. It is either on the verge of being extinguished for all time, or I'm about to take into a new, heaven-esque stratosphere.

You'l be the first to know either way.

Rus: BF is 2 years younger than me, quite a divide concidering I'm 19. And I'm on the hunt for a new part time job as I'm about to go to Beauty school where I'm told they shall teach me how to handle these unearthly good looks I'm haulin around.

I kid, I kid.