cecilseaside: women cant be monks!
McMandroid2000: buddhist women can.
McMandroid2000: saw it on cable.
cecilseaside: good, I love buddha
cecilseaside: buddha knows what's up
McMandroid2000: buddha seems like the sort of deity that would eat cheese curds and swig a beer with me.
cecilseaside: totally
McMandroid2000: well, I know the beer part couldn't work.
cecilseaside: dude, I'm a total buddhist
cecilseaside: oh, no booze?
cecilseaside: meh!
McMandroid2000: but maybe he just has really great tolerance so it wouldn't effect his consciousness.
cecilseaside: hahaha
cecilseaside: yeah
cecilseaside: it's like exercise for him
cecilseaside: to deal with the altered state
McMandroid2000: perhaps buddha is a yuppie and only drinks beer for the "sport."
cecilseaside: hrmm.... i can't buy that. buddha says, beer is beer.
McMandroid2000: no; buddha and jesus would totally join me at the bar and be bitter drunks with me.
cecilseaside: yes
cecilseaside: I would love that
McMandroid2000: "well, you know...they DID nail me to a cross."
McMandroid2000: "shit, dude! I got the stigmata this summer!!!"
cecilseaside: "Buddha, Jesus, and Mandroid walk into a bar..."
McMandroid2000: "really?!? that's so rad! did you have single or double punctures, 'cause I had double on my feet."
McMandroid2000: haha
McMandroid2000: and Buddha's all, "yo, I'm gonna suck down some bar nuts."
cecilseaside: Jesus says, hey look at that cute boy! mandroid says, hey look at that cute boy! Buddha says, "yo, I'm gonna suck down some bar nuts."
McMandroid2000: hahahaha!!!!!!!!!
McMandroid2000: cecil, that's genius.
cecilseaside: we did it together
cecilseaside: i couldn't come up with a punch line
McMandroid2000: how about, "and then they all went into the back room together and locked the door."
cecilseaside: hahaha
cecilseaside: mary mandrolin...

Kids today.

I was drilling a 7-year-old who has trouble pronouncing the "ch" sound. I showed him pictures of cheese, a chin, a cheek, a check, etc. and he had to say the words out loud. I got to a picture of chalk and he said emphatically "cocaine!!"

"No, chalk"

"oh"

There is not enough coffee in the world to get me through this day.
In the next 6 hours I have to proof read all of our fall math tests:
Kindergarten
First Grade
Second Grade
Third Grade
Fourth Grade
Fifth Grade
Sixth Grade
Seventh Grade
Pre-Algebra
Algebra A
Algebra B
Algebra 1
Geometry
Intermediate Algebra
Advanced Algebra/Trigonometry
Math Analysis

This means comparing the tests to the master item banks for accuracy, reviewing all the layout and copy specs, and actually taking the tests myself.

Or pretending to, in the case of the last 3 on the list.

It's probably the most intense and powerful part of my job--I'm the last line of review before these things go out to every kid in our district. It's a frightening kind of responsibility, sometimes.

And speaking of frightening kinds of responsibility, tonight if my eyes are not bleeding I will go see General Tommy Franks talk about, I dunno, stuff.