Samantha Brown is bad for education

Hello, Dr. Doches here again. Greetings to all you underedumacated unschooled can't think on your own fellow traveler's out there. Saw a show on the Travel Channel. Samantha Brown is in Latin America showing us the sights. She shows us how by traveling just a few meters North or South of the Equatorial Line we see an Amazing Curiosity! I seem to remember it being on other television shows out there, but the 'Net seems to have cleansed itself of that hogwash. She says that if you allow water to run down a sink drain in the Southern Hemisphere it drains Clockwise, but it will flow Widdershins in the Northern Hemisphere. Due of course, to the Coriolis Effect.

Complete with video.

Bullshit, says the Doctor of Dookey Doches. The Coriolis effect is real, it shows how Earth's rotation effects things that move that are not necessarily connected to Earth (Air, bullets, etc) but they must either be really big (air masses) or really fast (bullets). Go here for a excellent visual

An object in motion tends to stay in motion, sayeth Newton.

People get fleeced every day at the Equator, I bet. Maybe I could get a job as a Carny in the summer time, whatcha think?

Must be Wierd Family Shit Day

One of my students asked me yesterday if I would mind if I found out my son was gay. I said no, and then explained that there are pitfalls to any sexuality, even heterosexuals have problems. I did tell him that I would worry more- he would still, even in our "enlightened" age, be a social outcast, the risk of disease (not an exclusively homosexual problem anymore) was higher, plus a few others. They couldn't believe it. One boy said he'd beat his son and make him live in Church. (Because that would solve the problem, right?) Just so's you know, I would prefer heterosexual children, but they're my children and I support them.
That got me thinking of a conversation I had with my son when he was about 4:
"Mom, I'm gonna marry you"
"I'm sorry Sweetheart, mommies and son's can't get married"
"OK, I'll marry Daddy"
"Well, you can't marry Daddy, Either"
"OK, I'll marry Grandma..... Grandpa?.... Uncle Gerry? ...."
"I'm sorry, you can't marry family members"
"Well, then, who can I marry?"

I still crack up thinking of that.

So tonight I get home, and what does Re-Pete say?
"Hey, Mommy, I'm gonna Marry Daddy" She even drew of picture of her in a veil and her Daddy with his big head.

Gotta love those kids....

ok, so I'm a little behind

just saw this post. Sent my email. I think sending words of encouragement are in order here. Of course, my perspective has recently been shifted, so to speak. I think I might send a few more letters, just to be sure. My son wants to go to Iraq, and my darling nephew is already there.
here's the email:
RCT-6lettersfromh@gcemnf-wiraq.usmc.mil

What are you waiting for?
update:
I saw (somewhere) that the goal of 6,000 has been reached. Sweet.

Can I ship that?

My nephew R. is in Iraq right now. We've been emailing back and forth a bit. He called me yesterday- I was so excited! I was in the middle of class when my phone rang- I jumped up, told my students to be quit and ran just outside my door. Damn, it was so good talking to him! After making sure he still had all his parts and was unhurt, of course. He says he wants some DVDs and M&Ms. Here's my question- how can I send him M&Ms? Do those things even ship?

I need your help.....

warning!

I'm am so pissed I could smack someone up side the head.

1st, and in no particular order

PARENTS SHOULD TEACH THEIR CHILDREN PERSONAL ETHICS/INTEGRITY.
You are not doing your kids any favors by being "nice and understanding" Have a set of rules- and stick to them. Teach them to take responsibility for their actions. The rewards for that are a very satisfying life.
For example, If you write a stupid comment about your teacher on your desk in the same pen you use for work in the same effing handwriting, have the integrity to not lie about it. It took a lot of restraint not to tell that little punk he was a lying sack of shit.
Teach them that asking repeatedly does not improve the chances of them getting their way. please, please please does nothing to improve the situation, begging does not change my answer.

2nd
TEACHERS/SCHOOLS/PRINCIPALS/COUNTIES/STATES SHOULD HAVE A SIMPLE SET OF RULES THAT ARE UNBREAKABLE. Break a rule, have a consequence.
For example, if a student is caught break a state mandated policy, do not let the kids off with a warning and a threat of dismissal "the next time". If you do, and the kid breaks the rules, have the guts to dismiss his ass!

Kids need guidelines, role models and rules. Yes, some kids have it rough. The second student mentioned above have some issues that require him to behave like an adult. He did it to himself, therefore, he gets the consequences. Life is hard, tough shit. I've had students whose parents have cancer, they themselves have medical issues, but still they get their work done- they take responsibilities for their actions!
If you have 5 rules to enforce the 1st day of school, enforce them every day. Don't feel sorry for them, or look the other way, or encourage.

3rd
QUIT LETTING YOUR KIDS LISTEN TO THAT CRAP THEY THINK IS MUSIC.
Glorifying violence, dehumanizing women, placing excessive value on things, solving problems with anger and hate, teaching out kids not to value themselves and others. Have a little respect for your self.
4th
LEARN TO SPELL. The word is to, not 2. With, not wif, drink, not drank. And my name is not, has never been, nor will it ever be
baby,
hey,
cuz,
shorty,
shawty (or any other derivatives).

5th

YES, I DESERVE YOUR RESPECT. I have lived for 40 odd years, have seen things you have no idea about, I have 2 college degrees, I know what I'm talking about, and I'm smarter than my students. Besides that, I'm a fucking human being, just like you. The very least you can do is say excuse me when you bang into me.

bonehead

So here I sit all broken hearted,
tried to shit, but only farted.


I've always wanted to say that.

It's Wednesday, still haven't heard from the boy. Bonehead.

I'm test driving the laptop. Not bad, really. I keep hitting caps for the A, and making the screen go wonky, but I think it'll be fine.

I'm watching Good Eats- Alton is frying fish in the oven, hmmm.

Ok, it's my turn to be stupid.

So I'm at my friends house the other day enjoying time with her. The boy is there, we're making conversation, when suddenly my phone rings. Since I'm partially deaf in one ear sometimes it's very hard to tell where sound is coming from. She's got this great old house, wood floors, walls, crammed full of her stuff. Easy to bounce an echo off, in other words.
So the phone rings and rings and I'm going back and forth between her kitchen and dining room trying to find my phone, even my son is helping me look.
Then I realize the damn thing has been in my back pocket the.whole.time.
I'm such a retard sometimes.

A day in my life

I've got nothing to complain about- several very good friends came over to my house this weekend. I tried a new recipe (success!), The Boy's friends came over, my in laws made it. Father's Day was OK- not stellar, but not bad. My Hubby was home, a rarity on any type of holiday. We got some snuggle time in- read nap. My son has gone off to pursue a noble and grand profession, one which I'm sure he'll exceed in. I didn't embarrass myself too much when he left. My girls were funny and full of hugs and kisses.

People D'Penii

I love it when the kids start drawing. Here you see classic penis-block-head people. No shoulders, we kinda look like cabinets with arms. Along with the picture we get a story- we're sitting on the couch: Mommy, Daddy, and [Re-Pete], and her baby, probably singing a song or some such. I like how her clothes we decorated but not mine. I wonder what that says about me?

I've been Visiting a River in Egypt

Denial.
Ever been there?

So the light of my heart goes to boot camp in 8 very short days.
I was fine. Really I was.
Okay, I was a little envious- all the possibilities that have opened up for him. What excitement and adventure lies before him, I wonder? Will he love the challenge as much as I think he will?
Hoping the knocks he's about to receive aren't too tough on him. Hoping he learns with grace and hunger.
A little scared, too. He's a big boy and can take care of himself, but I'm nervous about those guns. Yeah, I know, better he learn in the Marines than elsewhere, right? Let's not even start about Iraq, or other peace missions, war, skirmish or whatever the right term is. It's not that I feel like we don't need guns, or soldiers, but, I have a well deserved fear of guns.

So I'm wondering:
How will I feel when I don't see him every day?? Hear his voice, hug him, touch his arm, laugh at something funny he said, listen to music with him, get his opinion on a new song or book or movie?

Dinner tonight

sliced chicken breasts with EVOO, garlic, basil, parsley, oregano, salt and peppa, fresh lemon on a hot grill
black eyed peas with poultry seasoning
cream corn fresh out of the freezer
Margarita's

I'm sensing some culinary loving tonight!

A small difference, indeed

This post got me thinking about differences. What's the difference, say, between carbolic acid and carbonic acid? At first glance, it's a curve, isn't it? The l got tired and drooped into an n. But dig a little deeper and what do we see?

Carbolic acid is known as Phenol- the active ingredient in Lysol. So nasty, they finally stopped using it. Phenol is incompatible with life. Destroys on contact. A bastardized benzene, 'tis true. I may not know much (ok, I do, but not much important stuff) but Benzene in NOT YOUR FRIEND. There was a large spill in some river in China a while back, remember that? Shit, there'd still be fall out in the States if that had happened here. Think Union Carbide and Bhopal- but this time, they'd actually have to clean up their mess. Phenol was used on female genitalia to prevent masturbation, it was used in concentration camps, it's also the main ingredient in Chloroseptic. People spray that shit in their mouths!!!! Hell, it's even used in cosmetic surgery.

Carbonic acid, conversely, is the stuff in tea that gives it a bit of tartness. It's the acid in Acid Rain, our bodies use it to remove carbon dioxide. It wears away statues, makes the soil a little more productive in some parts of the world, takes a little of the sparkle off your shiny new car, but not a real threat.

One letter, what a difference.

Say it to my Face

I hate chickenshit people that won't say a thing to me- but have no trouble going to others and talking about my "problems" and how I won't "give a thing up" and how it "happened to us too".
I got a few words for you:

Fuck off, I was fine when you weren't in my life, and I'll be fine if you go back out. Tell ya what, if you're so fucking chickenshit that you won't call my phone, or answer my emails, then at least have the balls to respond here. I tried to include you in my life, in an honest way. I tried to contact you, but you just lurk around my site. Don't like what I have to say, you say? Feel free to click away from my site. Go to kissmyass.com or fuckoff.net, or Whogivesaratsass.org and see if someone cares.
Oh, and if the only time you'll say something to me is if you're drunk, be prepared to be laughed at. No one believes a drunk.


Say it to my face, or don't say it.

Can you say "Too much money, not enough brains?"

This is too much, I tell you! $98 million freaking dollars? I'm all for art, but wouldn't CZ's have done the same job? Or peridot? It's made in a similar fashion as diamonds- high temperatures and some pressure deep under ground. Garnets are beautiful, too.

If this had been one of my students, I wouold have given him more homework to fill his free time.

And you know what the numbskull (heh heh) had to say about it?

It shows we are not going to live for ever. But it also has a feeling of
victory over death," Hirst said as the sparkling skull was unveiled to the
public for the first time amid tight security at central London's White Cube
gallery.

Effing Goober pinhead shit for brains. What a waste. Imagine all the Gosling's I coulda bought...