In the movie Risky Business, Tom Cruise says something about yanking down your drawers and sliding on the ice. That’s kind of what’s going on here.

I’ve had to make all kinds of adjustments/cuts in the vocal and orchestral score for this show, and the kids are doing well with it. (Haven’t had orchestra rehearsal yet, so I don’t know about those krazy kats…but I’m sure it will be fine.)

Some people do really well with flying by the shoelaces; others freak. Some people do their homework little by little and just put finishing touches on it the night before it’s due; others wait till the last minute and pull an all-nighter (I’ve been guilty of this). Some people are like, “Feh,” and others worry and fret about every little thing in life. Takes all kinds, I suppose.

What kind are you? Are you the last-minute guy, or the “I’ve had it planned out and gradually processed for weeks” type? I guess you could be both, depending upon the situation. I tend to procrastinate on BU stuff, entering grades, the district website…but I am just about always prepared for choir rehearsals every day, and musical rehearsals every night. Me funny.

Several of my RtB fiends asked me what was going on with yesterday’s post (my wanting to commit various & sundry felonies). It was very much along the lines of improvisation: taking the unexpected garbage and making stroganoff out of it. Lemonade. You know.

All right. Enough psychoanalysis for today. I’ll leave that up to the Thriller.

FO

…want to kill and maim. And kill. Feel me?

Fink out.

…back on your heads.

I wonder if any of my students (past or present) remember that joke. Heh.

So anyway, after a long weekend (some of you will notice I was unable to attend the inservice yesterday), it’s back to the grind. At least I got the paper done. Not sure if it’s what she wants, but…

I have an RNF or nine this day.

1. OK, so I joined Facebook soon after it was first launched, and just let the account sit there. Then I went away because of school commitments. When I came back, the place was crawling with people. I like it. I like to comment on people’s posts.
2. Does anyone go to MySpace anymore? I ended up deleting my account there because of all the silliness (a thousand surveys about kissing a boy, spam in the inbox, ugly-ugly-UGLY profile designs by people left to their own devices, etc.).
3. Today I am driving the Thriller’s “classic” Mercedes Benz to school so he can take the Mighty Ford Ranger to Cleveland for a meeting. (The fact that he is not driving the Mercedes should give you a rough indication of its overall condition and roadworthiness. Yeah.)
4. Speaking of Cleveland — this Saturday, Young Frankenstein the Musical!!
5. I will never, ever, ever, ever choose to visit Boston. (Been there, nice town, but the mere mention of the name just makes me mad nowadays.)
6. How did I get detention duty and parking lot duty on the SAME DAY? Becky must hate me.
7. The Thriller bought me a new computer on Saturday, and I haven’t had the time to set it up yet. It’s sitting in its box in my parlor. Amazing. So unlike me. Ugh…
8. Last night I read A Nation at Risk, and Michael Apple’s commentary on it. That is an hour out of my life I will never get back.
9. What are Don and Betty Draper doing?!?!?!

There is much more on my reptilian brain this morning, but alas, I must fly. Gotta load my stuff into that classic Mercedes and head to Green Town for detention duty.

Bliss.

FO