Monthly Archives: December 2009

RNF XXX

Random Neuron Firings

Let’s face it: nobody loves paying their cell phone bill. But can you imagine getting one like this? That would take hate to an all new level. Yikes.

If you have a few minutes, read about Ten of the Biggest Lies in History. I love all How Stuff Works’s Top Ten stuff, as a matter of fact. Historically Inaccurate Movies is interesting, too.

Facebook is everywhere — even the NCAA.

Honestly. How geeky do you have to be…

I love reading news on a lazy Saturday morning. I’m not writing papers anymore — have I mentioned that? Just got the final grades back, too. All done.

All.

Done.

Forever.

Yay! Have a relaxing Saturday.

About last night

As I said over a year ago, which was the last time the Browns really did anything impressive: that was worth staying up for.

Big Ben got his chimes rung eight times by the Cleveland defense. That can’t have felt good on a night when the wind chills were way below zero.

Ouch

Oh no ya don't

And stay there!

Josh Cribbs finally got his win, and he wasn’t ashamed to say how much he relished it:

They’re going to hear that bus’s engine all the way back. That’s a lonely ride. I’ve ridden that ride for five years now. It’s time for them to hear that engine all the way home while they look at the stat sheet.”

I was like, “Oh yeah, I hear ya” until I read his next quote, referring to Cleveland’s many Pittsburgh fans:

I hope people go to work and kick those Steelers fans.”

Hmm. Not so good. Comments like that tend to draw the accidental elbow to the head, spear to the ribs, or the slightly over-enthusiastic body slam on a tackle next time.

No matter. I’ll take this win because it’s about time they beat Pittsburgh — even a Pittsburgh going through an extraordinarily (and uncharacteristically) rough season.

Yay for da good guys. OK, now I want to go back to bed.

Blarg.

Photo credit: clevelandbrowns.com

Snowfall

I’ve always liked that song by Claude Thornhill.

This morning, a very light snow is falling. I don’t know what it is about that particular event, but it exudes a sense of calm, peace and tranquility, don’t you think? I like to watch the snow early in the morning (and I do get up at the butt crack of dawn) from my kitchen, down the stairs of my back porch and into the yard. Rousseau likes to lie down in the stuff — no joke. Eskimo dog.

Maybe it’s because snowfall is silent. It arrives secretly, when you’re not looking, and just operates in the background as you go about your day. Have you ever awoken to find a gorgeous blanket of white outside that wasn’t there when you went to bed? I like that. It’s a cozy surprise — one to follow up with coffee or cocoa, and snuggling up on the sofa with a comforter and a book, or a Christmas movie. Ah….

Alas, it’s 5:24 a.m. and no call yet, so time to wake up and get going. There’ll be time enough for lazy, snowy mornings in eight more days. But who’s counting?

:-)

Annoyed.

Well let’s add some more to this list and this, too (had a good laff over that one). It’s been a few months since I yammered on in list form about stuff that truly bugs me; you can imagine the conglomerate tectonic pressure.

More Annoying Things

  1. Doing stuff you know you will pay for later, like trying to open a metal rolltop window (the one in our light booth at school) by yourself. Stupid raging backache anyhow. Ouch. I am not 20 anymore. Or 30 or 40, either. Carp.
  2. Waking at 4:22 to the sound of dog yak. On the bedroom carpet, of course.
  3. When people blame their personal “issues” on others.
  4. When a high school student leaves a nasty, sticky, half-consumed bottle of Gatorade on the television stand in my classroom, invoking the establishment of a new rule: bring a bottle, serve an hour. So it is written.
  5. Starting a new diet every day. (Thirty-year, fun-filled habits are hard to break.)
  6. When parents go to astronomical heights in order to facilitate the avoidance of punishment for their angelic child who would never, ever tell a lie to get out of trouble. (What happened to the parenting of my day: “You get in trouble at school, and you’re in twice as much when you get home”)
  7. Being behind the 8-ball. Rehearsal with bass player and drummer today, and no parts for them. Thumbs up on that, Finkly.
  8. When people steal your joy.
  9. When you feel betrayed.
  10. When you have barely enough coffee left for one pot (but, thank the gods, that’s what I had left).

All right, fiends. A little commiseration here. Ready, steady, go.

FO

Sleigh bells ring

And here we go…

The first real snow shower of the year. It hasn’t happened quite yet, but it’s on the way today.

Tonight is the band concert, and the track record for weather-related cancellations is amazing, although it should be no problem tonight. I’ve had to cancel a choir concert only once in my career (2007), but the poor band at my school has been hit hard. Two or three cancellations that I can remember.

Hard to believe Texas had snow before we did. Ross, aren’t you in Houston? Did people (drivers) flip out? BoomR, how bad was it in Dallas?

I hope the roads are all right in general this holiday, with my children and their spouses driving everywhere. I also hope it’s nice weather on Christmas morning, when the Thriller and I take off for Detroit. Greektown Casino gave us two free nights in the hotel, free meals, and $250 in cash. How cool is that? It’s an offer we cannot refuse. Merry merry indeed. It will be the first major road trip for the LowVeo — the warm-up round for the biggy in July. Thumbs up.

Alas, I cannot think about all this today. I have a wonderful day at school to look forward to, with nine more wonderful days after that. And I still don’t have a Dinner Theatre audition piece ready. Think I ought to get going on that, since auditions are on the 17th? Yeah, probably.

Last night’s feast with Kay was great fun! It is a Slovenian tradition to bring gifts on the night of um….er….dang I forget what it’s called, but it’s basically a giving-of-gifts night before Christmas, since the 25th is a religious holiday only. Anyway, we all got PEZ. Awesome, da?

Finky the snowman, over and out