Good Wednesday morning firsties, Gerbil Nation!
Teh first day of school!
New names to mangle (like Xochitl)!
New tech to use (like a pendant microphone we’re all supposed to wear)!
I’m excited!
New tech to use (like a pendant pedant microphone we’re all supposed to wear)!
FTFY re teachers who are not as dynamic in teh classroom as I’m sure Paddy is.
They don’t have enough textbooks, but teachers have to wear a freaking mic?
I hope those are of the wireless variety, but them things ain’t exactly cheap (although prices have come down a lot over the last five years).
One wonders how much crosstalk will occur between classrooms if their is insufficient “diversity” (the actual tech term in this instance) between radio channels in adjacent classrooms.
ProTip: Remember to turn off the transmitter -- or remove it and the mic -- before bathroom breaks. (I was party to an unfortunate incident at a National Association of Music Merchants show in Anaheim back in teh ’80s…)
It’s the same choice America had to make back in 2008: Hillary or Barack.
I’m stunned that Obama and company are soooooo worried about America’s credibility with the rest of the world when they obviously don’t give a shit about the federal govt’s own lack of credibility with the American people. Scandal after scandal; lie after lie; broken promise after broken promise. Topped off with healthy doses of ineptitude, idiocy, and narcissism.
But we now at least have an answer to teh Wheel’s burning question: how may we help YOU?
Ol’ Jerry has been a very busy boy. Wanna know what I’ve been doing? Of course you do.
I’ve (with help):
1. Scraped, primed where necessary and repainted all 28 8ft panels of teh fence.
2. Spread another 7.5 cubic yards of wood mulch.
3. Planted/moved 11 shrubs.
4. Cleaned and bleached all patios and,
5. Installed two patio sliders.
Saturday I felt like Tom Sawyer. In the morning I was pitchforking the mulch into a wheelbarrow with a paid friend when another friend (a real-estate agent) stopped by. He saw how much needed to be done and how ol’ Jerry was suddenly struggling. Lou decided to help.
Soon, Mark, my neighbor stopped by with his wheelbarrow. He too, had seen how ol’ Jerry was struggling. Shortly after that, my friend Robin ran by while training for her half marathon and joined what at that point had become a party.
Finally, ol’ Jerry was able to do what he does best -- make drinks for everyone. And cook dinner on the grill.
Jerry demonstrates the old truth that hosting a GI party is more fun than attending one!
We are doing well, thank you. When Elena was having trouble remembering her mother as she was when she was better because the final images were so strong, I got her a digital picture frame she could but beside her bed to play pictures of her mother. I started her out with a couple of dozen images and she liked it so much we just added many more. It now has 488 images to cycle through. She really likes it. Later I want to get her a tablet or something similar so she can carry it and play videos and music, but she is happy with this now.
Our weather has been more reminiscent of the other place than Heaven lately but it seems some areas are worse so I can’t really complain too much. Still liking Texas and SO glad we escaped California. It sounds like your home is beautiful and ready for another Utah winter. 😉
Happy Erev Rosh Hashanah. This is the first of sixteen, count ’em, 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16, Jewish Holidays this month. If Jooooos were as powerful as some say these would all be PAID holidays.
That’s why BrendaK and I had such a difficult time picking a marriage date in September nearly three years ago. (There were a couple of folks we wanted to at least invite who may not have wanted to travel or attend our ceremony on one of those days.)
You can’t walk through the month of September without tripping over all o’ them consarned Joooooish holidays strewn about like trash after a liberal rally.
If Jooooos were as powerful as some say these would all be PAID holidays.
Not to mention that I’d have had a much more successful career in showbiz. 😉
Well, the first day of school is in the can! In answer to your question, Fatwa, textbooks and technology come out of separate budgets. The technology comes out of a bond measure that the local yokels passed. In defense of the district administration, it was somebody at my school who dropped the ball and didn’t place an order for the needed textbooks. The funds are there, it is just a matter of expediting the order and waiting.
It was nice to see that Jerrie dropped by. I see he is up to his usual tricks of making us all look sedentary by the sheer volume of his projects.
Good Wednesday morning firsties, Gerbil Nation!
Teh first day of school!
New names to mangle (like Xochitl)!
New tech to use (like a pendant microphone we’re all supposed to wear)!
I’m excited!
“Release teh Hordes!”
Good luck today, Paddy.
FTFY re teachers who are not as dynamic in teh classroom as I’m sure Paddy is.
They don’t have enough textbooks, but teachers have to wear a freaking mic?
I hope those are of the wireless variety, but them things ain’t exactly cheap (although prices have come down a lot over the last five years).
One wonders how much crosstalk will occur between classrooms if their is insufficient “diversity” (the actual tech term in this instance) between radio channels in adjacent classrooms.
ProTip: Remember to turn off the transmitter -- or remove it and the mic -- before bathroom breaks. (I was party to an unfortunate incident at a National Association of Music Merchants show in Anaheim back in teh ’80s…)
Making a choice between Assad and Al Qaeda is rather like choosing between Voldemort and Sauron.
It’s the same choice America had to make back in 2008: Hillary or Barack.
I’m stunned that Obama and company are soooooo worried about America’s credibility with the rest of the world when they obviously don’t give a shit about the federal govt’s own lack of credibility with the American people. Scandal after scandal; lie after lie; broken promise after broken promise. Topped off with healthy doses of ineptitude, idiocy, and narcissism.
But we now at least have an answer to teh Wheel’s burning question: how may we help YOU?
Criminy…it’s past noon; I really need to stop horsing around on the intertoobz. But my brain made this connection while I was showering:
(The Snitznoodle is from Raggedy Ann in Cookie Land, a book I’ve not thought about in fifty years. My brain is a scary, scary place…)
GOOD MORNING/AFTERNOON EVERYONE!
Greetings from cloudless skies, warm sun and cool breezes Bountiful.
I sure do hope y’all have a marvelous day, ’cause you just know I will.
I know what you mean. Although mine tends to be a little more moist.
Good morning, Jerry. Hope your day lives up to expectations!
Ol’ Jerry has been a very busy boy. Wanna know what I’ve been doing? Of course you do.
I’ve (with help):
1. Scraped, primed where necessary and repainted all 28 8ft panels of teh fence.
2. Spread another 7.5 cubic yards of wood mulch.
3. Planted/moved 11 shrubs.
4. Cleaned and bleached all patios and,
5. Installed two patio sliders.
I’ve got more to do before winter.
Hiya Macster!
How are you and Elena?
What’s going on in your area of heaven?
Saturday I felt like Tom Sawyer. In the morning I was pitchforking the mulch into a wheelbarrow with a paid friend when another friend (a real-estate agent) stopped by. He saw how much needed to be done and how ol’ Jerry was suddenly struggling. Lou decided to help.
Soon, Mark, my neighbor stopped by with his wheelbarrow. He too, had seen how ol’ Jerry was struggling. Shortly after that, my friend Robin ran by while training for her half marathon and joined what at that point had become a party.
Finally, ol’ Jerry was able to do what he does best -- make drinks for everyone. And cook dinner on the grill.
Still didn’t get my twelve marbles.
Jerry demonstrates the old truth that hosting a GI party is more fun than attending one!
We are doing well, thank you. When Elena was having trouble remembering her mother as she was when she was better because the final images were so strong, I got her a digital picture frame she could but beside her bed to play pictures of her mother. I started her out with a couple of dozen images and she liked it so much we just added many more. It now has 488 images to cycle through. She really likes it. Later I want to get her a tablet or something similar so she can carry it and play videos and music, but she is happy with this now.
Our weather has been more reminiscent of the other place than Heaven lately but it seems some areas are worse so I can’t really complain too much. Still liking Texas and SO glad we escaped California. It sounds like your home is beautiful and ready for another Utah winter. 😉
Mac, that’s great news about Elena. You’re a good hubby.
I have long forgotten the sound of Mom, Dad and Drew’s voices. I have their pictures but I sure do wish I could “hear” them again.
Twelve marbles? Will I regret asking?
Usually yes, but in this case no.
Twelve marbles refers to some of the many things Tom Sawyer received for letting his friends paint his Aunt Polly’s fence.
Does anyone want another round of “This IS Tehpardy” tomorrow evening?
I was thinking of just running it for half an hour (6 answers) starting at 10:30 pm EDT.
Happy Erev Rosh Hashanah. This is the first of sixteen, count ’em, 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16, Jewish Holidays this month. If Jooooos were as powerful as some say these would all be PAID holidays.
Drive-by:
That’s why BrendaK and I had such a difficult time picking a marriage date in September nearly three years ago. (There were a couple of folks we wanted to at least invite who may not have wanted to travel or attend our ceremony on one of those days.)
You can’t walk through the month of September without tripping over all o’ them consarned Joooooish holidays strewn about like trash after a liberal rally.
Not to mention that I’d have had a much more successful career in showbiz. 😉
I guess I’m just talkin’ to hear my own voice!
See y’all laterz.
Jerry,
Elena has been wishing she had more video of her mother. She has set out to make sure she has some of her father while she can.
Well, the first day of school is in the can! In answer to your question, Fatwa, textbooks and technology come out of separate budgets. The technology comes out of a bond measure that the local yokels passed. In defense of the district administration, it was somebody at my school who dropped the ball and didn’t place an order for the needed textbooks. The funds are there, it is just a matter of expediting the order and waiting.
It was nice to see that Jerrie dropped by. I see he is up to his usual tricks of making us all look sedentary by the sheer volume of his projects.