Sunday, September 24, 2006

Sorry for the lack of posts

..I'm still workin' my ass off.

BebeMoche Exposed!

Despite her claims to the contrary, BebeMoche has not been secluded away in Billings, Montana. Her location is much more likely to be 841 Broadway, she's probably just covering up her addiction.

Friday, September 22, 2006

There's not enough Ew in the world...


Speaking as one of those who call them "flying rats," I can say with certainty that I will never drink from an outdoor fountain again.

Sunday, September 17, 2006

Who Am I?

Am I Sisyphus rolling the rock up the hill? Am I the princess with the huge-ass pile of hay to spin into gold? Am I the crazed captain chasing a whale? No. I'm a frickin' grad student with a dissertation that is SO CLOSE to being done that I'm spending every day in front of this frickin' computer with no frickin' outside frickin' life whatsofrickin'ever.


Ahh... Thanks for letting me vent.

Friday, September 15, 2006

By the Way...

I LOVE my classes this year! I mean, right now I do. I've got great groups of kids in every class. I'm a bit dismayed as I correct the first quizzes of my nines, but I have high hopes for the rest nonetheless. I suppose that it helps that I feel much better prepared for this year. I mean, I've been able to plan the tens' year since last spring and I'll be teaching the author who's been the topic of my dissertation. I have all these side topics planned, supplementary materials at hand, projects prepared... it's all good. I just hope that the students find it as interesting as I do.

I Get Up So Early...

I haven't been able to see Meredith Viera's first week on The Today Show! Ah, well. Silver Lining. Especially when you watch Jon Stewart's take on it.

You know, I get the distinct feeling that Matt Lauer is an arrogant prick. I can't really point to a specific moment, but there were numerous times that I'd be watcing in the morning and I'd just feel like the things he would say to Katie and others were just not right. Something tells me that Katie misses him like a herpes outbreak.

Burned Crocker

The village curmudgeon has decided that my existence is offensive. I have no idea what I've done to piss off said curmudgeon, and after two honest attempts at finding out what it might be I no longer care. It took me a couple of days to realize that the curmudgeon is truly a curmudgeon and usually hates at least five people on the faculty at any given time. So I finally took the hint and decided to leave him be. Today, after I pointedly didn't acknowledge him in a situation which made it socially obligatory, he has finally deigned to initiate friendly conversation. But now, knowing that he'll become rude and anti-social without provocation or warning, why would I want to have friendly conversation with him?

Do I sound bitter?

Dude, Where's My Class List?

Yes, it's been our first full week and still no definite class list. I'm reasonably certain about who's in my classes, but the fact is that I still can't begin my gradebooks... which means that it's difficult for me to begin grading. It leads me to believe that BebeMoche's boss has been doing some side work, consulting on our scheduling issues.

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

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Check out the latest to go on the auction block at Christie's.

So Sorry to Leave You in Suspense...

...but that was Clay Aiken! Clay Aiken! Can you frickin' believe it? He looks almost normal!

Sunday, September 10, 2006

Who is it?


I'll give you a clue... it's not Jared Leto, even though he may look like him.

Saturday, September 09, 2006

Lovely day...

or at least, it looked like it from the window. I only got as far as the lobby to pick up the mail today, didn't go outside at all. Just me and the computer... all.. frickin'...day. God, I'm boring.

BTW, how annoying is it that the video's been taken off YouTube?

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Weatherman Bugs Out


I just want to know whether or not they were recording a segment or if this went out live. 'cuz if this was broadcast live, then I don't know what to say, aside from GURRRLL!. Seriously, have some decorum. You're frickin' televised so try not to fulfill any unfortunate stereotypes. Thanks.

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Classes Start Tomorrow...

...and still no change in the class list situation. Frickin' ridiculous.
But I do think that I have the list of rooms where I'll be teaching... emphasis on think.

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Classes Start in Two (2) Days

and I still don't have a final schedule of classes, lists of students, room numbers... Someone's going to lose their job over this one.

The Daily Bitch about Morning News

Today the "Top Story" on CBS' Morning Show was "the new information on Steve Irwin and testimonials from friends with insight into the fascinating life of this extraordinary man." C'mon, you'd think Donald Trump had lost his life while saving babies and puppies from a terrorist attack!

Monday, September 04, 2006

RIP Steve Irwin, "Croc Hunter"



This morning the news was rife with eulogies for Steve Irwin who died after being struck by a stingray's barb in the chest. Friends and colleagues praised the way he brought attention to environmental and ecological problems. I just remember him as that frickin' insane guy who used to do the nature shows where he would get too close to crocodiles and other dangerous predators, wait until the moment they lunged, and then jump out of the way last second... like Jackass in the Outback. And who can forget the time he pulled a Michael and Blanket, standing with his newborn mere meters in front of a feeding crocodile? And then walked the infant like a puppet next to the croc?



I never once got any sort of message about treating animals or the environment with any respect. In fact, when I was nine and used to do something similar with my dog, holding a biscuit for him just out of reach and yanking it away when he jumped, my dad would get on me for teasing the dog. Still, I just feel horrible for the guy's family. It sounds like a wretched way to go.

BebeMoche mocks the European Space Agency

Just because they didn't check wikiHow on moon landings...

Friday, September 01, 2006

Vinnie Barba-homo


John Travolta kissing a man... on the lips... and they're not acting. The National Enquirer "broke" the story, which is like having the scoop on the fact that Bush isn't really a Texan. I've read plenty about Travolta's "alleged" connection with a former gay porn star and blah, blah, blah. Honestly, I couldn't give a shit. I mean, why has this guy ever been interesting? I mean, Look at him! Do you want him? I sure as hell don't!


By the way, if you happen to have five minutes you don't mind squandering or if you're feeling constipated and need something to give an extra push, be sure to check out his fine literary foray, Propeller One-Way Night Coach: A Story, Travolta's own masturbatory praise of pilots and actors. Yes, he has a pilot's license... though if he flies as well as he acts, I'll wait for the next plane, thank you.


PS: I really wanted to post a picture of John Revolta from Welcome Back, Kotter, but I couldn't find a decent one.