Tag: teaching

Sure, why not.

I’m not too cool for this sort of thing.  Mr. Neill’s Facebook list of 25 random facts:

  1. In 9th grade I had a paper route.  Each morning I’d wake up several minutes later.  This drove my mom nuts, causing her to wake up several minutes earlier to “help out”.  Eventually she was doing the entire route.  This ended early one winter morning when she slipped on a patch of ice and broke her wrist.
  2. It took me 7 1/2 years to finish my undergraduate degree.  Never at any point did I doubt I would finish.
  3. If I knew how to put my feelings into words, I would blog every day.
  4. I always wanted to be a teacher.
  5. I averaged 2-3 drinks a year up until I was 30.
  6. For all my beer snobbery, I still only drink 2-3 beers a week.
  7. I have a nephew 6 months older than me.  We’ve met just twice.  He’s a better looking, more confidant version of me.  We’re both 6’6″.
  8. I used to collect stamps, autographs, and baseball cards.  I regret having disposed of them.  All three were amazing collections.
  9. I was the youngest of 7 kids.  There is a 10 year gap between #6 and myself.  I was raised kind of like a grandchild.
  10. I’ve played in two bands.  In each band I was the weakest link.  But I can (still) write catchy pop hooks.
  11. I’ve grown to love Pittsburgh.  I wish my mom knew I lived here.  She spent the first 18 years of her life in Pittsburgh, and loved this city.  She died a year before I moved here.
  12. During college, my best friend and I would race our Datsun 240Z’s 100-140 mph on Chicago’s highways, on a daily basis.
  13. Because of the wear and tear, I would replace the alternator and/or water pump every month.
  14. I once spent a month riding a train around the U.S.  The following year I spent a month in Europe.  A year later I spent a month in the Far East.  This summer…well you know what I’m doing this summer!
  15. I once had my heart broken.  I couldn’t eat for weeks.
  16. A few weeks ago I figured out how to play drums.  Nothing beyond the basics, but still…I could probably play that Twisted Sister song!
  17. By the time I finish cooking and cleaning, I’m too tired to entertain my guests.
  18. I can juggle four balls while standing on a basketball, I can balance all sorts of things on my chin, and I can ride a unicycle.  No, I never wanted to join the circus.
  19. I can keep a hackeysack from touching the ground for so long, that you would get bored watching me.
  20. I’ve been knocked out in a boxing match.
  21. I once quit my job and spent a year studying the bible.
  22. I once scored a 3% on a Physics test.  One day I’m going to retake that class…that stuff seems simple now.  Not everything makes sense when you’re 19.
  23. Twenty years ago, my girlfriend and I were thinking about getting married and moving to Nashville.  We drove down and began to wilt.  I asked a stranger if it was usually that hot.  “No”, he said, “It’s usually hotter”.  On the drive home, we called it quits.  Unfortunately so did my Datsun 240Z.  That was the last time I saw either the girl or the car.
  24. I once accidentally started a riot.  A real one, with dozens of arrests.
  25. My ex-band once played at a basement party on Chicago’s deep south side.  We were told, “If people start fighting, keep playing.  If they start shooting, stop.”  Seconds after we finished our set, 30 cops with guns drawn kicked down the door.

“Sad, no Hondas”. That’s my favorite palindrome.

Admit it, you love a good palindrome.  Three more items to keep you wondering why you continue to read this crap:

  1. As advertised, last Saturday I endured that silly Math Praxis exam.  Thanks to everyone who wished me good luck.  Oh wait, nobody did.  Jerks.  No matter…I’m confident that I barely passed.
  2. An entire isle of my local grocery store is devoted to Depends.  That may be the single most damning commentary on my neighborhood.  Indeed, I share the road with an army of slow moving Buicks and Oldsmobiles.
  3. Yesterday I saw a 4th grader flailing his arms, screaming “FREEEEEEEEEEEEDOM” as he bolted from the school building.  Now that’s livin’!  When I revert back to childhood and join the ranks of the Dependers, I’m gonna be THAT KID.

Min effort, max results

Earlier in the week I got inspired to study for my Math exam.  (This Saturday at 7:00 am…yikes!)  It’s amazing how much useless Math you can forget in 3 1/2 years.  Of the 40 questions on the practice test, I forgot how to do 10 of them, leaving me with a sucky 75%.  In true slacker fashion, I looked online to see what the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania required as a minimum score.  Lo and behold, a 136/200 would make me an ordained Pennsylvania High School Maff teacher.  Hahahahahaha, a 68%, a “D”.  Shizz brotha, I can score a “D” any old time in anything!  Needless to say, I put down the Math book, and wasted my time elsewhere!

I once took an “Education” class in which the grading scale was 0-69 F, 70-75 C, 76-100 A.  No D’s, no B’s.  Guess what I scored?  A 76, an “A”.  Bill Ayers was the professor, no lie.  Though his mouth moved, I recall hearing little.  (Punk) Band practice would end 2 minutes before class started.  Here’s the kind of crap we were playing/recording.  That’s me on guitar.  Don’t judge, it was 1991.

Unhip – Out of Season