Announcement:
It is totally possible to actually keep walking on an escalator. Totally.
Garage sale finds:
1. Grocery sack full of yarn, not more than 2 skeins the same color. Some will be used at school and my mom scabbed some. $4.
2. 33 Star Wars pencils and one random Happy Halloween pencil, $0.50
He's not as stripey as he looks. The black thing is a handle to hold onto while you sit on him in the pool. We dont' have a pool (although most of the neighbors do) so he will go to school and hang from the classroom ceiling :-)
Having decided that the ear thingees Apple sells with iPods are devices of torture, I went to Circuit City to replace them and found these little gems:
Then at Costco, I was perusing some book on wellness and decided that instead of just reading more of this stuff, I should DO something. (I'm inspired by Travis :-) SO I put the book down and proceeded to go to the checkout. On the way out of the book aisle, I saw a lady wearing a T-shirt with a Bible verse on it. Ezekiel something, I couldn't quite read it. Now this is nice, except the bible verse was printed across her butt. And let's just say there weren't many carriage returns in the verse, either, if you get my drift. This just seemed so WRONG, but then of course maybe it's just me.
I later went for a run with the new headphones and yes they DO stay in place and yes they DO sound lovely and my left ear still hurts from the stupid iPod ear buds that came with.
I found this in some of my orientation papers from my doc program. I have no idea who wrote it.
You know you're a graduate student if.....
....you analyze the significance of appliances you cannot operate.
....your study carrel is better decorated than your apartment.
....you love the fact that you get to choose *which* twenty-two hours out of the day you have to work.
....you are startled to meet people who neither need nor want to read.
....you have ever brought a scholarly article to a bar.
....ditto for working an equation on a napkin during a discussion.
....everything reminds you of something in your discipline.
....you have ever discussed academic matters at a sporting event.
....you have ever spent more than $50 on photocopying while researching a single paper.
....there is a photocopier in the library that you consider "yours."
....you actually have a preference between microfilm and microfiche.
....you look forward to summer vacation because you are more productive without the distraction of classes.
....you regard ibuprofen as a vitamin.
....you consider all papers to be works in progress.
....professors don't really care when you turn in work anymore.
...you find the bibliographies of books more interesting than the actual text.
....you gave up trying to keep your books organized, and now just try to keep them all in the same general area.
....you have accepted guilt as an inherent feature of relaxation.
....you reflexively start analyzing Greek letters before you realize it's a sorority sweatshirt, not an equation.
....you find yourself explaining to children that you are in, "20th grade."
....you start referring to stories like. "Snow White et al."
....you frequently wonder how long you can live on pasta without getting scurvy.
....you look forward to taking some time off to do laundry.
....you have more copy cards than credit cards.
....you are constantly looking for a thesis topic in novels.
....you wonder if APA styles allows you to cite talking to yourself as, "personal communication."
Today was beautiful and sunny and the mountain was out. There was a tiny bit of haze over the Cascades which the TV news attributed to the smoke from the California wildfires. Wow.
The iPod arrived yesterday. I charged it and put on 1244 songs, leaving something like 145 GB free. I ran for 45 minuter this morning and listened to maybe 12-13. I don't think I know 38756 more songs. So I'm downloading podcasts from MIT. I selected like 140 of them this morning and currently have 112 more to go. At that rate, I will be done by next week when I have to drive to a workshop thing each day.
Day 2 of the National Board facilitation for the school group. All 5 are working hard. The difficult part for me is that one of the candidates is TTFH (see posts from last fall and early 2006.) I know that I am supposed to want candidates to certify, but this person should have been coached out of the process this spring. Problem is that I tried, but since she doesn't listen to anyone, it was pointless. If by some fluke she DOES certify, the process will completely lack credibility with me and I will want to send my own certificate back. THe process will lose credibility in our district as everyone knows she is pitiful in the classroom.
The house is spotless. It's obvious that I am avoiding the dissertation. I thought a day off to make my surroundings clean and peaceful would help my concentration. I'm sure they will. once I make myself go back to that desk and start writing. I think my first steps tomorrow will be to clean off the desk and read some articles to add as citations to support a few points I made.
And no AP biology teacher should be without this book:
which will be here in time for reading over the weekend for the AP workshop next week.
I've done essentially nothing on the dissertation today. I have been tidying up the house, doing laundry, running errands, getting ready to host dinner tomorrow night for 5 NB candidates I am facilitating. I just have to go to the farm market tomorrow and get the corn on the cob. I'm doing a drunken chicken for the carnivores and will have a few veggie burgers for the rest of us. Sweet corn, baked yams, salad, and grilled peaches with frozen yogurt for dessert - yum.
I will write a bit tonight. Really, I will.
Bike ride today - 27 miles on the Orting bike path. Fire, or something, in the Spar Pole or a nearby building. Didn't stop to gawk.
Have 1200+ songs ready to load on the iPod when it arrives and still going strong.
Edited. Then edited more. Still not done, must add the grounded theory crap.
What's your favorite song with "America" or "USA" in the title? Bonus points if you share it with us.
Proud To Be An American, Lee Greenwood.
When Geoff came home from Iraq, we went back to Ohio to see him get off the bus. We took him and a few of his Guard buddies out to eat. I was just so glad to have these boys home. As local National Guardsmen, they had known one another since they were tiny, and all of them had been my students. The waitress got wind that she was serving a table full of soldiers and she had the vocalist at the piano sing this song for them. It made me cry, but then again, as the mom of a soldier, I cried at everything.
Sorted articles
Read grounded theory stuff
Sorted and cataloged more articles
Ordered the biggest baddest iPod made.
You're killing me LOL I want one :) Seriously, he couldn't be more awesome... and I DO think he looks... read more
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