Series of caption photos

I think that I can come up with some interesting topics to blog about, but because truth is so much stranger than fiction, I wait for something to pop up in the news or my email to post. I was recently sent a slew of funny photos with captions, but I will let you decide what caption you prefer. Here are the first two of many.

"Paltry" debate concluded

How unchristian was this finding? Moses must be rolling in his grave!

Choose to be happy

I got this in an email



A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with his hair fashionably coifed and shaved perfectly, even though he is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today. His wife of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary. After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, he smiled sweetly when told his room was ready.

As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of his tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on his window.

"I love it," he stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.

"Mr. Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait."
"That doesn't have anything to do with it," he replied.

"Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is arranged ... it's how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it. "It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do.


Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I'll focus on the new day and all the happy memories I've stored away. Just for this time in my life.

Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from what you've put in.

So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account of memories! Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank. I am still depositing." Remember the five simple rules to be happy:

1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.

Very important website

Pass this address around to your friends. I fully support it!

Memorial Day weekend!

Well the weekend is approaching especially fast for me as today is the last day of the week at my school due to scheduling conflicts resulting from hurricane Rita. I am glad to have an opportunity to rest and relax at home.

While relaxing, I will also take the time to remember and honor those who have played major roles in my life. I can remember the names of all of my teachers who I liked, and liked for a great reason: They were great teachers.

JC Ellis Elementary
Kindergarten-Mrs. Housand
Third Grade-Mrs. Rhea
Fourth Grade-Mrs. Sheehy
Sixth Grade-Mrs. Drews(my fave elementary teacher)

Riverdale Middle School
Seventh Grade-Mrs Casper(my fave middle school teacher)
eighth Grade-Mr. Truxillo

St. Augustine High School
9th-11th Ms. Bryan(my fave high school teacher)
9th, 11th, 12th-Mr. Charles
9th-Mr. Raphael

Our Lady of the Lake University
Dr. Haynes(my fave professor)
Dr. Duke
Dr. Ledoux
Dr. Anne
Sis. Matocha(my first piano teacher)


I am also going to note some personal influences:

Queen Beulah Burton Morris(my late great-grandmother and fave relative)

I have other influences from my family, but no matter what was going on, Queen would always say, "You're going to make it." That little sentence has given me so much strength through the years that I could not thank her enough for those words.

I'm going to cherish each minute because tomorrow is not promised to anyone.

New meme

Borrowed from Trouble. Thanks dawg!!


I AM: One of God's greatest creations.
I WANT: Peace of mind, peace at home, world peace.
I HATE: Quitters, negativity, freeloaders, and people who abuse the disadvantaged
I MISS: My great-grandmother. No matter what, she always had something positive to say to me.
I FEAR: being a bad father, husband, human being.
I HEAR: my heart beating slowly and I don't do drugs. Go figure!
I WONDER: If I have ever really touched someone's life in a positive way.
I REGRET: Nothing. I have lost a lot, but have also gained a lot.
I AM NOT: a dork! :)
I DANCE: With my kids everyday. I hope they learn to dance better than me!
I SING: Only when someone won't take their medicine!
I CRY: Rarely, but may cry tomorrow at my son's Kindergarten graduation.
I AM NOT ALWAYS: ready for a confrontation. I prefer to be peaceful, and sometimes that is very hard.
I MAKE WITH MY HANDS: Nothing lately. Need to get back to a piano!
I WRITE: On my blog, and in my student's folders.
I CONFUSE: Something. If I figure out what that is, I won't get it confused anymore!
I NEED: stop being so nice and cut some ties. F&*k it!
I SHOULD: stop considering the needs of others before my own. Who is taking care of me?
I START: daydreaming and stop doing work. Needs to stop.
I FINISH: anything with a nearby deadline!

I am good ole americano!

Your Linguistic Profile::

40% General American English

35% Dixie

20% Yankee

0% Midwestern

0% Upper Midwestern

What Kind of American English Do You Speak?

Big ups to Richmond for the link!

Jada Pinkett is gay?

Or perhaps bi? According to an email that I received, the woman in the pic with Jada is saying that she is Jada's lover.

Where I've been

Took a brief hiatus to get a lot of work done, and to deal with some of the issues in my home.

Life is really funny in that you never know what you are going to get. Like your kids, or your spouse. People grow, or at least they should, on a daily basis, and what you get in the beginning is not guaranteed to be there in the end.

We had some long conversations this weekend, and are currently in our last ditch effort to save the marriage. This is my last shot, at least. There is only so much one person can take, and marriage requires a lot of work. I truly envy those who have lasted for years despite real tragedies, and did not break down because of a lack or an inability of one to communicate, or put in time to make it work.

We're giving it one more try before we really say goodbye.

For your inner conspiracy theorist

A friend of mine gave me this website, and I found it to be intriguing. What if the government covered up some key information? We so desperately want to believe that the government has our best interests at heart, but sometimes we question their actions. I found this site to be interesting to say the least. However, what goes around comes around, and the truth will eventually come out.

Pre-paid gas

I wish I was in a program like this because gas is eating my pocket thin! If you're near this city, I advise you to hop on board!

Tupac

I never thought a day would come where I would quote Tupac Shakur, the late great rapper, but he released a song entitled "Ride or Die" which translates "you either stick with your commitment to the end, or you quit".

Well for me, when it comes to commitments, I'm definitely a rider. I will ride through rain, snow, or hell if I committed to that ride. I will refuse to get off of the ride because of a few kinks, or obstacles, or whatever is in my path. I don't have all of the answers nor do I know all of the questions, but my loyalty can never be questioned because it smacks you in the face when you dream of questioning it.

I am not a quitter. I never have been and I never will be. Sure I've let some things go that weren't for me, but not when a commitment had been made.

Its too bad that I can't say that about everybody.

So where is this post going? We'll see by Monday.

More jokes!

Fire wagon -

A fire fighter is working outside the station when he notices a little boy
in a little red wagon with little ladders on the sides, a garden hose coiled
in the middle, and wearing a fire fighter's
helmet. The wagon is being pulled by his dog and cat. The fire fighter
takes a closer look. "That sure is a nice fire truck," the fire fighter says
with admiration. "Thanks," the boy says. The fire fighter notices the boy
has tied the wagon to his dog's collar and to the cat's testicles.
"Little Partner," the fire fighter says, "I don't want to tell you how to
run your rig, but if you were to tie that rope around the cat's collar, I
think you could go faster. "The little boy replies thoughtfully, "You're
probably right, but then I wouldn't have a siren."

When inspiration IS found. . . . .

Subject: FW: >Being a Friend.
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>tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.
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>As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.
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>They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so
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>My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around
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Documentation blech!

I hate it! You have to write down if a freaking student blows his nose the wrong way!

Friggin' bureaucracy. I can't stand it! When will someone invent voice technology that schools can use that records as you counsel, and then transcribes that information onto an automated document!


If you're an inventor, hop to it. The world would love to be rid of hand documentation. Even the friggin' keyboard can get on your nerves after a while!

Day without immigrants

Well in Texas, the only positive note is that there will be less traffic on the roads.

Many of my students are noticeably absent today, and I'm just procrastinating from making my phone calls because I already know what's up.

Just give them a guest worker pass, take taxes, and be through with it.

Why isn't there a wall next to Canada?


Does the general public know that some countries do not accept deportees? Vietnam is one of them.

I don't think that this is a difficult issue to resolve.