Sunday, August 10, 2008
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6:42 p.m.
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 NOW I'm tired. Catherine and I just got back from an exhausting two week vacation that took us to her family in Brantford and then all the way to New York City. It was a ton of fun that only became a bit unpleasant towards the end when both Catherine and I caught colds in New York.
That's right: colds. In August. On vacation.
Catherine is particularly upset about this turn of events because she hasn't been sick in nearly a year. She believes this is due to her frequent hand washing. It sounds less crazy when you talk to her and you can't really ignore the results.
It was a great trip, though. Got to see the sights, walk around Time's Square, and I even got to buy new toys. I've been very spoiled lately considering I picked up some new Transformers Animated figures, two seasons of Quantum Leap, and various other things. Now if I can only convince Catherine to let me buy the new Rock Band drums, I think we'd be set.
I have to admit that having summer's off is a pretty sweet deal. It was the carrot at the end of the stick I'd been dangling in front of myself all year, especially during times when I didn't think I was going to make it. But as things got easier and summer came closer, I held on. I'm really glad that I did as well. That isn't to say that I'm completely anxiety-free about the whole thing as the new school year is just around the bend and I'm as wary as ever. It's not the job per-se, just the level of commitment up front. Having done it for a year so far, I'm good to go. Nicole promised me that it only gets easier. She may have been lying.
I realized the other day that I only have three weeks vacation left of summer. Then I got hit for using the word "only" in relation to three weeks vacation, considering that's how much Catherine gets off all year. I can't help it, though. I'm greedy for downtime. How else am I supposed to be able to beat all my video games?
For now, I'll simply think fondly of New York. We had a tiny hotel room, ate food from a nearby restaurant called 'Hot 'n Crusty' (jokes were made, I assure you), saw a naked cowboy in Time's Square, walked across the Brooklyn bridge, went to Harlem, SoHo, took the Staten Island Ferry, and had amazing milkshakes from Burger Heaven.
Monday, July 21, 2008
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7:29 p.m.
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 Good god, I loved this movie.
Epic at more than 2 1/2 hours, insane due to Heath Ledger's terrifying turn as the clown prince of crime, and brilliant for the angst and inner conflict that Harvey Dent/Two-Face had to go through.
I saw this movie on opening night and I'm still trying to get my bearings. It's rare that a comic book movie is described as being a great film on its own and not just a good comic book film. Yet this work by Christopher Nolan succeeds on so many levels. If it has a flaw, it might be that it was a bit long, but I never felt cheated and everything was wrapped up in a way that I was happy with.
Other directors take note: this is how you do a film with multiple antagonists without alienating or frustrating your audience. And Ledger... wow, does he deserve every bit of praise he's gotten. There were times when I was genuinely afraid of this guy and couldn't predict what he was going to do next.
In short, go see The Dark Knight. If you've already done so, let me know what you think about the movie in the comments section.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
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11:51 a.m.
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 If I had a monkey, I would borrow my moms sewing machine and make my monkey a little monkey suit. Then if anyone said "That's not a real monkey, it's just a monkey suit. I can see the zipper," I could say "I bet you fifty dollars it is a real monkey" and when they said "that seems like a reasonable bet, you are on," my monkey would take off the monkey suit and they would have to pay me fifty dollars. I would buy drugs with the fifty dollars. For the monkey. So he wouldn't mind spending his life in a monkey suit.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
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11:31 a.m.
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 It's hard to believe that we're already three weeks into summer. It goes far too quickly but at the same time I feel like I've already had a ton of vacation. While many of you who teach understand the need for the time off to recharge, I'm kind of shocked at the number of people I run into who think that the whole gig is nothing but gravy.
Still, I get paid for sitting on my butt so I suppose I can't complain too much.
I bit the bullet and signed up at the local gym. I have far too much extra weight and while I tried to give it away no one seemed interested in taking it from me. This place seems pretty cool though with more than 70 classes a week I can sign up for, a pool, a hottub, a sauna, and even a machine that wrings out your bathing suit for you. I know, sounds crazy doesn't it?
I'm still tinkering with the blog and adding new sidebar photos and the like. I have several ready to go but blogger isn't letting me tweak it properly at the moment.
With summer here, I thought I would have more time to just sit around and play games, but my library course keeps me pretty busy most of the time. Once I finish this post I have a bit of work to do for it, then I might finally get around to playing Mass Effect, a game that I bought two months ago.
I still whole-heartedly suggest that you go out and try the new Transformers: Animated cartoon show. It has a lot of potential and I really liked it. The animation took a bit of getting used to, but the plots are solid, the characters fun, and the amount of shout-outs to Generation 1 era geeks like myself keep it nice and fresh.
Not much else is going on. David returns from China this week for a stay of, well, however long until he leaves again. I don't think he has an exact plan. Catherine will take some of her vacation time then with the two of us going to NYC for a week in the beginning of August. I saw Hellboy 2 yesterday which was a good movie. Lots of fun but I couldn't help but watch it very critically to see how well Del Toro will handle the upcoming Hobbit films. The jury is still out.
I'm doing a lot more reading lately as well. I've been making my way through most of Dan Simmons' body of work (Hyperion, Endymion) and I've been enjoying it quite a bit. I suggest you pick up The Terror if you like his body of work. I'm also really attached to a short story he wrote about teaching (he was an elementary school teacher for 18 years) called 'The Death of the Centaur.' I might look for a copy online and then post segments of it here for you to read. It's quite well done.
Sunday, July 06, 2008
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7:33 p.m.
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 Sometimes the best thing to do with the old is to chuck it out. While I did love the old template, it felt like a change was needed. I took a look at a huge selection of available templates and all the best seemed to be taken by Wordpress, so I went the obvious route and chose one based on an interest of mine I may have mentioned.
"If you don't like it, you can shove it. But you don't like it, you love it."
Anyway. Life moves on. I'm going to be updating and changing the pictures on the side and generally sprucing up the old girl over the next couple of days. Why not? I have lots of vacation time and only a stupid library AQ course to take for half the day. I spent too long today working on a presentation that will only last five minutes tomorrow, but it will be the best five minutes that class has seen. Too bad this isn't saying much.
I'm seeing lots of movies as well. Hancock was great until it went way off track towards the end. I still don't know what the hell happened. Wall*E was brilliant. Hands down one of the best movies I've seen this year.
Congratulations go out to Aaron and Christa who are now engaged! They grow up so fast. I told Aaron he wasn't allowed to get married yet, but he seems hell bent on it anyway. What are you going to do?
Friday, June 20, 2008
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4:25 p.m.
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Today I went to school and got nothing new achieved or done. It's like we're done our work and can't admit it to ourselves, so we sit around, crack jokes, and then go home. Really, there are worse ways to make money.
I had a tuna melt for lunch! Very exciting.
What was NOT exciting was The Happening. This is a terrible movie and I implore you not to see it. I saw Forgetting Sarah Marshall as well and even the copious amounts of Kristen Bell couldn't convince me this was the new Superbad. Funny, though not hilarious. You see WAY too much of Jason Segel's schlong. The word 'schlong' should appear more in daily conversation.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
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8:32 p.m.
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But I couldn't resist anyway.
Friday, June 13, 2008
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4:07 p.m.
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Well, that's that. Or, it pretty much is that. Done, that is.
Other than a bit of marking and some time spent doing professional development for a couple of days, I've finished my first year of teaching. Without a doubt, this was one of the hardest, most time-consuming things I have done in my life. It's also one of the most worthwhile. There's a certain satisfaction in life that comes from looking around at everything you have and everything you're doing and knowing that it's all going to turn out just fine.
There were many days when it didn't feel like it. In many ways, this semester wasn't as good as my first. Switching schools, dealing with new people, and teaching a course I'm not qualified for all put me through the ringer. But I worked hard (too hard as Catherine can attest to) and it's pretty much done.
Crazy.
So, I did what most normal people would do. I went to see The Incredible Hulk this afternoon and enjoyed it quite a bit. It's not the downer-fest that Ang Lee's Hulk was and the fact that Iron Man shows up at the end is pretty cool. It delivers action and two beefy characters tearing up Yonge Street.
Otherwise, things are okay. Married life is wonderful and Catherine deserves many awards for putting up with me. Yet on top of all of this, she even went out and bought me a Transformers Animated Starscream figure. I tell you, this girl is gold.
What else can I say? Not much, because the buzzer just went letting me know that the laundry is finished and that I must continue on with my house-husband duties. My wife expects a clean home, though I don't have to worry about dinner tonight because she's going to Blue Jays game and I'm meeting up with Scott, Ben, and the Northview Heights crew (where I did my practicum) for beer and mayhem. Scott said he was paying, so that's even better.
Behave!
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
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6:38 p.m.
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 I have a weakness for Powerade beverages. I don't know why. Maybe it's because it reminds me of the youthful bliss that was Kool Aid, or maybe it's because drinking any kind of pop gives me acid indigestion.
That's what I'm drinking now to try and steady my tired nerves. The semester is winding down, but I'm just gearing up. I gave my second professional development workshop to teachers on internet use and now I'm planning to bring MacHomer to the school. This means filling an auditorium of 500 seats, collecting money, stage set up, and all sorts of other things I inadvertently volunteered to do when I said "Hey, have you seen this show?"
Dumbass.
It keeps me busier than I'd like at a time when I have no energy left. Nic and a few others can understand the insane workload that goes into this job, but for those who don't experience it and scoff while mentioning summers off... bite me.
In other news, I didn't get surplussed at my school, meaning that they intend to keep me there next year as well. Seeing as how I don't want this to happen, I'm not happy. The irony is not lost on me since I fought like hell to stay in two schools I loved and now a school I don't like has sunk its teeth into my ass.
At least I'm still good looking.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
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7:19 p.m.
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 Sometimes I forget that I have this blog. Well, that's not entirely true as I remember it's here, but I forget what motivation it was that kept me working on it for so long in the past. I think it was the unending days of boredom at my last job that forced me into finding some kind of creative outlet. These days I have so many outlets that I pulled back from this one.
But you don't care about that, or if you do it's only to be polite. The stuff you MIGHT care about though... that I'll write about.
Married Life:
Once you're married, things don't really change. The thing that takes the most amount of effort to get over is the change of status. When it occurs to you that you now have a spouse, that knocks the wind out of you a little. The first time this happened to me was at the kick-ass wedding party when the bartender asked if I'd like my wife to join us in having a shot. At first I didn't know what he meant, but then I clued in: I'm MARRIED.
And it's good. Life, that is. We had a great honeymoon in Cuba followed by a terrible time adjusting to going back to work. The honeymoon wasn't entirely smooth as we were trapped on an airplane for 10 hours and delayed by a day, but once you're there and enjoying a beach things get much more relaxing.
The Job:
It is both wonderful and awful. It's amazing when you make a difference and you never really feel as though you have wasted your day. Things go wrong, more often than not, and you're never short of stress but there's always something positive to push you in the right direction.
That's not to say I'm happy yet because that will still take a while. I'm not sure I'm at the right school for me and I'm going to explore the possibility of changing that aspect of my work. First year is often described as being pure hell and I'm pleased to say that it isn't PURE hell, just hell of a sort. The workload is never ending and I'm not sure I'll ever feel as though I can relax. Even now I'm thinking about work.
Other stuff:
My father is moving on with his life. Sadly, his relationship didn't work out the way he'd hoped and he's sold the house in Guelph and will be taking up residence in a new bachelor pad. I'm heading down there in a couple of weeks to help him settle in and to put my stamp on the place, but I can't help but worry. I love my father very much and seeing anyone go through the sad reality of a breakup isn't good, but this is my dad. I want to help him any way I can.
Truffle is still happy and warbling. She eats her treats, gets her time in the sun, and is generally very happy.
Movie season is almost here and I'm going to see Iron Man, The Dark Knight, Wall*E, and a few others for sure.
Television season is on the rebound and I'm happy to see The Office and Battlestar Galactica once again.
I have become a rock legend, at least in Rock Band and Guitar Hero.
More stuff happened, I'm sure.
Saturday, March 01, 2008
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12:39 p.m.
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Today Catherine and I get married. We're both quite excited and wanted to thank everyone for sharing in our day and making our lives as incredible as they have been.
I'd say more, but I'm running late and I think my bride to be would be upset!
Thanks again for an amazing day!
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
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5:13 p.m.
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It's testing all of my patience, this new job. Just when I think I've got a grasp on some part of it, the rug gets pulled out.
I'm getting a little bit friendlier with some of the people in the department, which is a huge help, but I'm still feeling like an outsider. I don't really expect this to change too much, though I figure it will get better.
What's pissing me off now is my students. If I could just get rid of five of them, my job would be much better. I have an academic history class (grade 10) that is driving me insane. My classroom management skills are quite good but these kids are just treating it like a constant party or as though it's the end of a semester. It's taking everything I have to keep things moving along and at least three times today I had to stop class and attempt to appeal to their better nature.
It's not working.
Soon, I think, I may stop working myself. It's hard enough just making it through the year, but when students leave the room and you start throwing chalk and crying it isn't a good sign.
I miss happier days. Unreasonable though it is, I'm super-ticked at my old school for letting me go. I pray that decision wasn't the beginning of the end for me.
Saturday, February 02, 2008
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6:49 p.m.
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 My brain and heart feel as though they are in mortal peril. If I knew where I was going to wind up in September for school then I would feel much better about my current teaching assignment. I could plough through.
As it is, I feel myself circling despair which is unfortunate because great things are coming in the next month and a bit. I get married in less than a month to the most wonderful person in the world and then we're going to Cuba for our honeymoon. I love my wedding ring and wear it every day already.
Yet all of this is tainted simply because I can't stop whining about my transfer. I should be happy that I have a contract when so many people can't even get supply work, and yet I'm feeling burnt out. Worse than that, I simply don't want to go. I feel like I've already given everything I had to give and did it well. I'm satisfied with what I've done and it breaks my heart because it feels like I'm starting all over again. Like I built the most amazing house out of Lego and someone comes along and smashes it down just as I reach for the camera to take a picture.
I know the first year is about survival and I would have done just that, in style, with my old school. But starting over when I was already feeling tired? That's going to be the true test. Either I stand or I fall. I'm worried I'll fall and I don't want to have to feel this way when I'm about to get married.
I know this happens to many teachers, but I don't know any of them. I need a support group who really understands what I'm going through.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
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4:27 p.m.
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Tomorrow I start at my new school. While it may be hard to see on the outside, I'm actually a bit of a wreck. The anxiety, fear, and insecurity from September have all returned and I'm feeling more than a little burnt out already.
While it is true that it's all come back, it's also true that it isn't as intense as it once was. For a little while in September I thought I was going to die. This isn't much of an exaggeration because I was barely in control of myself to the point where I went for medical help. This time around I've put in a lot more "flight hours" as Scott calls them and I'm feeling more calm about everything.
I still don't want to go there and I'm super-pissed about leaving my first school. The problem with being angry is that I have no one to be angry at other than the system. It was neither my choice nor theirs that I had to leave and hopefully I'll be back for next year.
I think there will be a good amount of support at the new place, though. I've met one or two people that look like I can rely on them and instead of reinventing the wheel, which I'm totally guilty of doing last semester, I'm going to borrow much more heavily from others, particularly for my history course as I'm not certified to teach it. I feel a bit guilty about doing that though it's the smart thing to do. I don't know why I have this unrealistic attitude that I'm supposed to emerge from teacher's college with full binders and ten years of experience. It's stupid. Hell, I've even seen Scott go through other binders for assignments so I don't see why I shouldn't do the same (and Scott is the best there is).
So the new semester starts tomorrow. I don't want to go. I REALLY don't want to go, but I know Catherine is counting on me to make it through my first year. I owe her and myself that much at least. I wish it were easier than this, but I'll make do. Everyone says the first year is about survival and I've made it half way.
If you can, try to help me make it through the rest by continuing your support. It means a lot to me. And to Catherine, who could use a break.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
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1:32 p.m.
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Yesterday I finished marking the last exam papers that my grade 11 class wrote. It represents the culmination of more than four and a half months of work and a broken bottle of emotions that I thought, at times, was going to rip me apart.
Without a doubt, that was the hardest thing I have ever had to do in my entire life. The volume of work, for one, was astronomical. It doesn't help that I maybe put a bit too much effort into some of my lessons, but at the same time I can't really see myself doing much less because of some odd standard I've set for myself.
But, with pride, I can say that I survived my first semester of my first year. For a few weeks at the beginning, I didn't think I was going to be able to do that. No one, except for maybe Catherine, really understands how much pressure that was for me. How hard that was for me. I was an emotional wreck.
Rather than give up, I feel like I succeeded. And not only a little bit, either, but a great deal. My students threw a going-away party for me, complete with cake and a gift. The staff, including Mary Jane and Doug, bought me going away presents and gave me cards. Mary Jane and Doug even sang a song they wrote about me to the tune of U2's "One."
I didn't want any part of that school when I started. I didn't like the school, the people, the commute, any of it. Most of that was my fear talking and the lack of guidance that first month didn't help. However, now that the end is here, I can say that I learned a lot, worked hard, and developed professional relationships that were invaluable. It's funny, but now that I have to go I really want to stay. I don't know if it's because my first school is that great, but rather that I'm comfortable. That I earned my place there through hard work both in my own classroom and in the school community.
Now I have to start all over again. I'm not really thrilled about going to this new place because of a bad first impression with a couple of the staff and the general attitude being thrown about this supposed academic institution. That said, Doug freaked me out at first and wound up being one of my closest friends there. Life can be funny sometimes.
So I'll do my best to keep an open mind and to get through another semester. While I feel it cosmically unfair to be thrown into another anxiety-riddled situation in so short a time (this is essentially my fourth school in a year and a half) I know that I don't have a choice. I'll do my best.
My first year is half over and while I feel nearly burnt out already, I'm hoping the energy that comes from being in a new school will give me a bit of a boost. I have to hope that otherwise I'll quit now. I'm beyond exhausted. On top of all of this, I want to enjoy the fun and pleasure that comes from getting ready for my wedding with Catherine. This kind of stuff makes it hard to do, but we're going out now to look for rings. I may wonder sometimes about what I've gotten myself into with teaching, but not for a moment do I worry about my life with my girl.
And that, more than anything, will get me through. Thanks to all of you for your support.
Monday, December 31, 2007
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2:26 p.m.
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 And what a year it has been.
Really, it's been incredible. This has also been one of the hardest years that I think I have ever had to endure. From finishing teacher's college to starting my first teaching job, I think I've had enough from the change machine.
And yet 2008 looks to be more of the same. For those of you who don't know, it looks like I'm going to be unable to stay at my current school. They love me and the feeling is mutual, however the numbers just don't support my staying. So that means come February I'll be hopefully starting at a brand new school. I just don't know where yet.
But that's a problem for next year. Right now, I'm just extremely grateful for the year I just had.
Catherine and I are engaged, probably going to get married in March. I turned 30 this year which is quite scary, all the teaching stuff, went on a great summer camping trip, got an Xbox 360 and am currently tearing it up with Bioshock and Rock Band.
Christmas was amazing as well. My brother, Catherine and myself bought gifts for our parents. Mom got a digital camera and we polished and framed my grandfather's World War II medals for my father. That last gift was especially important to me and to my father as well. I took a video of the moment that the medals were given and as much as I would like to post it here, it's really quite emotional and important to me. Thus, I think I have to keep it to myself.
School turned out better than I thought it would. My students even threw me a surprise birthday party, something I'm told is an extremely rare thing for students to do. Those people are incredible and I hope they get the best that life has to offer.
Still, I have amazing friends, soon an amazing wife, and a great family. As much stress and difficulty that comes at us in life can bring us down, you just need to stop and look around to see how wonderful things really are. That said, I'm enjoying my much-needed vacation and I don't go back to work for a full week yet, so that softens the blow. For those you who have to go back to work on Wednesday, you have my sympathies.
For now, Catherine and I are about to head out to a New Year's Eve party at Patti's house that promises to be a good time. Then I'll come home and watch a bit more of season three of Lost!
Take care of yourselves.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
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8:39 p.m.
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As much as I've complained in the past, and sometimes I've had reason to, I must say that overall life is good. Amazing, actually.
I had the most amazing birthday week ever. My students threw a surprise birthday party for me on Thursday complete with ice cream cake and pizza. I was totally stunned.
Then on Friday I turned 30 and during our dinner out, I proposed to Catherine and I'm delighted to say that she accepted. Yes, it's true. We're now engaged.
I'm still stunned that it finally happened. I'm incredibly happy and I can't wait for us to continue sharing our lives together. We'll get married sooner rather than later, I expect, and I'll ballpark an estimate of about six months or so.
I'll get into more detail about how I proposed in a post later this week. It's a sweet story and I want to do it justice.
Last night was amazing as well. A ton of my friends and family gathered at the Bow & Arrow pub at Yonge & Davisville to help celebrate my birthday. It was a great night filled with drinks, fun, and catching up. Best birthday ever.
On top of all that, Catherine organized a group of my friends and family to buy an Xbox 360 for me. I was totally stunned. I'd be jokingly bugging Catherine about getting me one for a while now, but I didn't think it was going to happen. And then, there it was.
I also got a few gift certificates, a t-shirt, a couple bottles of wine, a new Nintendo controller and game, as well as a couple of books on top of many, many cards.
It will be a time that I won't ever forget. My new fiancee put together an amazing party with help from her friend, Patti.
Thanks to everyone who showed up and contributed to an outstanding time. In no particular order, Jamie and Nicole (my awesome houseguests), Paul, Vicky, Josh, Steph, Patti, Dave, Jamie, Victoria, sensei George, Scott, Ben, Jennifer, my mom, dad, uncle Brian, Barb, Doug, Mary Jane, Justin, Swapna, Traci, Peter, Rhonda, Darryl, Jeromy, Megan Griffith-Green, and Julia.
You're all awesome!
Friday, November 16, 2007
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Sunday, November 11, 2007
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5:41 p.m.
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 As a resident of a big city like Toronto, you have to get used to the fact that because of the large number of people clustered in one place, you're going to run into some extreme or unusual personalities on a fairly regular basis. After a while you become somewhat numb to this kind of intrusion in your life and take it as being par for the course. Most of the time you can avoid any meaningful interaction, and other times you have to deal with it whether you like it or not.
While in Dominion today picking up a few essentials for a friend laid up in the hospital, I somehow invoked the ire of a man I can only assume is mentally challenged in some way. He was a large, round man with a scraggly beard, blue jacket, and sweat pants. Were it not for the hostile attitude, he could have passed for a department store Santa Claus.
What I did to insult this man was simple: I patiently stood in line behind him.
My attention focused on another part of the store, I was surprised when all of a sudden I was rammed in the midsection by his large butt. I looked to see why I was rudely pushed back a few feet and saw him fully bent over. Rather than get into an argument, I just assumed that he dropped something and accidentally bumped into me. I waited a moment for an apology that did not come.
"That guy just butt-rammed me," I told Catherine. She found this quite humourous.
In the end, not a big deal. Another few moments pass and once again my attention drifts away. Catherine grabs my arm as all of a sudden the basket the man was using was on the floor beside me. I didn't see him do it, but Catherine told me that he flung it back behind him in an attempt to hit me. By this point, I still hadn't said a word to the man or even looked at him.
Rather than get angry, I'm mostly just amused by this point. As the man lifts up his wallet to comb through it for change, he all of a sudden stretches one hand, and one finger in particular, out towards me. I laugh a little at this point.
He then leans over to the cashier and mutters something about his dislike for me. It was either that I'm "a bad man" or that I'm "an asshole." It amounts to the same thing either way. He shuffles off and the cashier flashes me a grin and offers an apology. I told her it wasn't necessary because up until that point my day had actually been quite dull.
Sunday, November 04, 2007
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5:08 p.m.
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 Now that I have students, it would be remiss of me not to comment on some of the more interesting things they hand in to me. Most of it is innocent mistakes, others are intended to elicit more interesting responses. Here are a few highlights from my grade 11 university class:
"If I had $500 right now, I would go downtown and treat myself with a satisfying meal that I hadn't eaten before. After that I would buy myself a pair of jeans, shoes, winter coats and many shirts that I would use for other days. If I had change, I would throw them to the bums and see what happened. That would be absolute amusement."
"If I had $500, I would first go to a store called "Mind Games" and buy electric shock gum. Then I would use the money that is left to throw an ice cream party for all my friends and family. Then I'd pull the electric shock gum prank on everyone who comes."
"If I was rich for a day, I would first buy a new computer as well as a laptop. Then I would buy hot melted fudge and throw it at the homeless. I'd then buy every Super Nintendo game in existence."
"...and the biggest thing I want to do is make my whole room Mickey Mouse. Posters, pictures, figures, bed sheet, carpet, etc. All Mickey Mouse."
"I have just found a flat $100 bill on the floor. What shall I do with it? I think I should take all my friends to the buffet. And then they are going to have to owe me, so each one of them will take me to a buffet which means that I pay once and get to go there ten times.
Or should I take my family out for dinner so they can say 'wow, he has grown up?'"
Some poetry examples:
Blue
I am writing with a blue pen in my hands
And I know I am not making any sense.
Mouse
It wanders around the house
Some call them mouse
But some call them rodents
It may be a pet, it may be trouble
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