Sorry it’s been a while since I’ve blogged. I know what you’re thinking, “don’t apologize, we appreciated the vacation from your mindless ramblings and such.” School has begun and I’ve been pretty busy going to meetings, prepping, and as of last Thursday: teaching.
A few observations:
1. This year’s students seem to be pretty stable. I can only identify 2-3 who look like possible “shooters” as it were. Good kids mostly. I forget how much fun it is to be in front of the classroom sometimes. I really love my job.
2. I love the fall. Football season is upon us. I drafted my fantasy team just last night (and made many mistakes, I’m screwed.) I love the weather; I love the smell in the air. I love the cold nights with my window open. I love the food. “There’s fall food?” Yes there is; it’s called football food. Deli sandwiches, hot dogs, burgers, chips, dips, sodas, and all inhaled while I watch the game with friends, family, and the occasional pet.
3. Health care: bla bla bla left wing, bla bla bla right wing. Just fix it, don’t go broke doing it, and don’t screw with my plan. If I lose it I’ll be pissed. My son cost less than my Nintendo Wii did because I have excellent coverage. My co-worker got over $60,000 worth of work done on his back this summer…cost him $100. I know there are problems that need to be fixed. I support fixing them, but if I lose my coverage because the district I work for feels that a public option is better…
4. Inglorious Basterds. Yes that is the spelling on that second word. I’m about to teach my students a book called, “Night.” It is written by Elie Wiessel and is shocking, terrible, horrific, and beautiful. By the end of the book you want to kill the Nazis for what they did. This movie let me enjoy that fantasy. Quentin Tarantino directs this incredibly gory “Nazi killing fest.” When Brad Pitt’s character tells his brigade of 8 Jewish soldiers that he, “wants him some Nazi (pronounced Nat zee) scalps”, he gets them. And we get to watch the Nazi’s get scalped. My friend Dave and I went to see it together and were the only ones laughing our heads off in the whole theater during the last scene.
SPOILER ALERT SPOILER ALERT STOP READING IF YOU PLAN TO SEE IT: When the Basterds spring their trap in a French movie theater, and start gunning down all of the leaders of the 3rd Reich, including the fhurer himself (Hitler), I was nearly in tears with joy and laughter. Hitler gets shot and killed, and then a Jewish soldier trains his machine gun on Hitler’s lifeless body for a few great seconds of corpse desecration. The directing was genius, the violence was enjoyed (Jew on Nazi violence is approved), and good times were had.
Stay Strong, Rock on, I’m out- JR
A few observations:
1. This year’s students seem to be pretty stable. I can only identify 2-3 who look like possible “shooters” as it were. Good kids mostly. I forget how much fun it is to be in front of the classroom sometimes. I really love my job.
2. I love the fall. Football season is upon us. I drafted my fantasy team just last night (and made many mistakes, I’m screwed.) I love the weather; I love the smell in the air. I love the cold nights with my window open. I love the food. “There’s fall food?” Yes there is; it’s called football food. Deli sandwiches, hot dogs, burgers, chips, dips, sodas, and all inhaled while I watch the game with friends, family, and the occasional pet.
3. Health care: bla bla bla left wing, bla bla bla right wing. Just fix it, don’t go broke doing it, and don’t screw with my plan. If I lose it I’ll be pissed. My son cost less than my Nintendo Wii did because I have excellent coverage. My co-worker got over $60,000 worth of work done on his back this summer…cost him $100. I know there are problems that need to be fixed. I support fixing them, but if I lose my coverage because the district I work for feels that a public option is better…
4. Inglorious Basterds. Yes that is the spelling on that second word. I’m about to teach my students a book called, “Night.” It is written by Elie Wiessel and is shocking, terrible, horrific, and beautiful. By the end of the book you want to kill the Nazis for what they did. This movie let me enjoy that fantasy. Quentin Tarantino directs this incredibly gory “Nazi killing fest.” When Brad Pitt’s character tells his brigade of 8 Jewish soldiers that he, “wants him some Nazi (pronounced Nat zee) scalps”, he gets them. And we get to watch the Nazi’s get scalped. My friend Dave and I went to see it together and were the only ones laughing our heads off in the whole theater during the last scene.
SPOILER ALERT SPOILER ALERT STOP READING IF YOU PLAN TO SEE IT: When the Basterds spring their trap in a French movie theater, and start gunning down all of the leaders of the 3rd Reich, including the fhurer himself (Hitler), I was nearly in tears with joy and laughter. Hitler gets shot and killed, and then a Jewish soldier trains his machine gun on Hitler’s lifeless body for a few great seconds of corpse desecration. The directing was genius, the violence was enjoyed (Jew on Nazi violence is approved), and good times were had.Stay Strong, Rock on, I’m out- JR
My good friend Lane and I took a few colorful characters out near Wendover to shoot pics. The gentleman dressed as Jack Sparrow was a professional impersonator of the character. In the middle of the shoot people started wandering out towards us (roughly 150 yds in the middle of the flats) to see if it was really "him." He was great, he would walk up to them in character and ask, "what the blazes they were doing out here in Davy Jones' Locker" and such stuff. Great times were had. Photo shoots like this are a one in a million experience...oh and you KNOW I dig the Jedi pic. Enjoy- JR
