Anybody have any?
I’m not telling anyone who I’m rooting for to win, because whichever team I pick — matters not the sport — always loses. So shhhhhhh. Be vewwy quiet.
Besides, I’ve always felt that until MY team plays in the Super Bowl, it’s just another football game, which explains why I never have any plans for Super Bowl Sunday. (And likely never will.)
Now you just have yourself a fabulous Thursday, because you know what tomorrow is.
Someone just posted that on Facebook. “Happy 100th day of school!”
This crept up on me. Usually, elementary school students have some kind of fun, commemorative lesson on the 100th day, having to do with the number 100, or some other activity. What it means to me is we’re on the home stretch. I just hadn’t realized that today was the day. Eighty-three days left, and so much to do.
You know, if you’re in the area on 22-23 March, you should consider yourself invited to our production of Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. I had a “brothers” rehearsal last night, and I must say they are going to be fine. Fun show, great music, short! (just a little over an hour in length).
The interesting thing about Joseph is that it’s very much like an opera. Well, it actually is an opera, in that there are no spoken lines. All “dialogue” is sung, and the plot moves forward through the songs themselves, and each new scene is set up by the singing narrator (in our case, we have two: a couple of gals with wonderful voices). It is a very different format for our students, as all of our musicals in the past have been standard-issue, learn-your-lines Broadway.
Anyway, back to 100. Bring on the springtime!
FO
The Fink hits the deck.
Yesterday’s timeline:
5:00 a.m. Alarm goes off.
6:05 a.m. I realize I shut off the alarm, but didn’t actually get up.
6:55 a.m. Fly out the door to start the car.
6:55:05 a.m. Icy stairs. B00M.
6:57 a.m. Back inside, change clothes, text principal.
7: 48 a.m. Arrive at work, 18 minutes late.
8:05, 9:40, and 12:15 – Bad news, bad news, and more bad news.
What say we just scratch yesterday from the record? That gets my vote, Jim.
(But today’s starting off pretty well, with a 2-hour fog delay) 
…you’re kind of a jerk. And a misogynistic, selfish, abusive, sadistically cruel megalomaniac. Other’n that, you’re A-OK. (Seems many things Superman have a dark side. Hmmm. *stroking beard*)
Anyway, I’m fixin’ to weird up your Monday morning coffee.
Some Actual, Comic(al) Examples of Truth, Justice and the American Way
Superman crushes Jimmy’s humanity
Superman insults Lois in front of a younger woman
Superman being, well…yeah, I don’t know either.
Superman going all Ming the Merciless
Superman, the Happy Murderer
Superman, the Happy Murderer II
Superman going the distance for his friends
And my personal favorite:
Superman overreacts juuuuust a bit
HA — it’s just a fantastic new day, ja?
Today, I shall buy some new work shoes online. I buy most of them that way, because so few stores carry my size (5 US). I’ve rarely bought shoes from an internet retailer and had to send them back, so it’s almost risk-free, which is good. I never seem to have that kind of luck in a physical store.
Anyway, I got to thinking about some of my favorite shoes over the years. Fellow teenagers of the 70s: remember Earth Shoes, those boxy things that featured the negative heel? They were created by a Danish yoga master, and marketed as a more natural and healthy way to wear shoes. I loved mine. Wonder what happened to them…
And what about Converse All-Stars? In my mind, those were the first “must-have” athletic shoe. I remember all the guys in my freshman class (1973-74) had to have them. Girls really didn’t wear them back then, but now, seems like everyone has a pair of “Chucks” somewhere in their closet. Named after Converse salesman Chuck Taylor, the shoes took several decades to go from the basketball market to everyone and their brother. From the official site:
Starting in the 1970s, athletic shoes became so popular as footwear that adults refused to give up wearing them. Everyone wanted the look and feel of sneakers on their feet. Many new athletic shoe companies emerged and marketed a wide variety of basketball and other sports and leisure shoes.
Going back a few more years — I remember wearing PF Flyers before PF Flyers were cool…
And remember the Keds tennis shoes with the pointy toes? Wow! Sixties fever today. All right, time to try to get some work done. But first, we shop for shoes. 
