BOOB!

The weather was so freakin' nice on Friday and Saturday... ahhh... it was like summer. Summer in the northwest is the reason I live here. I hate work. Work sucks. I don't want to do ANYTHING. I'm as bad as my students. But with only 18 days left, can you really blame us? No, I thought not. So, back to the weather. It was so nice and summery that I made an i-tunes playlist called "summer groove" and I must say, I think it's the best playlist I've ever made. I'm listening to it right now. Ask me for a copy, I say.

BOOB refers to my neighbors, some delightful, party-hardy UPS students who decided to celebrate graduation this past weekend with alcohol a-plenty (there were beer cans and bottles everywhere!!), and when I woke up on Sunday and walked my dog, I saw the gi-normous, bright orange, made-from-fiberboard letters on the adjacent lawn. And I will say, they are really quite well made! An art-major's final project? I just don't know, but I really don't need to know. I was going to take a picture of BOOB, yet realized that my camera was at school, so here is a quickie 2 minute sketch (I didn't want to linger in front of BOOB for too long):

In totally not-related schtuff, check out annuale, a Tina Fey gem. Can you tell I'm a little obsessed? I only have one 30 Rock left!! What on earth am I going to do with my time?

I Heart 30 Rock

Wow, it's been, like, 2 weeks since I've blogged. Must get back in the game! What have I been doing, you may wonder, with my free time? I'll share my most recent hilarishizzle find with you: 30 Rock. I've always been a fan of Tina Fey, but never watched this show... until now, and I can't stop! I just finished watching season 1 on Netflix, and lucky me! Season 2 is on hulu with practically no commercials! Every character is so funny. Seriously. I haven't laughed out loud so much since Arrested Development (and btw, if you are a fan of G.O.B., he totally guest stars on this show).

Ms. Fey is not only hilarious and talented, but the character she plays has some eerie similarities to myself... In one episode, she goes to this fancy party with her boss (Alec Baldwin) and, uncomfortable in the situation, says something like, "Man, I would rather be sitting at home watching Friends reruns and eating a block of cheddar cheese." And I was literally sitting in front of the computer with a block of Tillamook medium cheddar in one hand and a cheese slicer in the other!

Anyway, 30 Rock is one of the good things in my life right now that I am trying to focus on (and not annoying students, car theft assholes, hayfever...). And there's my friends, and family, and the Triple P.

I think I'll end on that happy note. More to come later, fo' realz.

Ok, I get the gist.

I don't know how it got to be this way, but we have virtually NO sex ed in middle schools these days. And let me tell you, I don't know what a "Cleveland Steamer" is, but if it does really exist, our middle schoolers are doin' it. Believe me. Ugh.

The nasty stuff they talk about when they think you can't hear them is outrageous! I could give you a couple examples right now, but I don't want to disgust you. Or think about it myself. Perhaps we should be showing this kind of PSA to all of the naive, clueless, "not-MY-kid" parents out there. Hmmm.

P.S. Is that how you spell Cleveland? It looks right, but I'm not sure, and I could look it up, but I'm on my way to read my crazy-weird book (Geek Love) in bed. So, I'm lazy. I'm pretty confident that I'm an above-average speller (thanks, MoShizzle for passing that one on), but you never know... I did spell "ridiculous" incorrectly yesterday.

I Have More Cakes Than Even You.

Whoa. Been a while. Nice to see you, blog. Thanks for hangin' in there.

Felt like crap this morning, called in at the last minute and spent the day in my robe in various sleeping positions in various locales around the house. Not ready or willing to go back to work tomorrow, but dammit, productive citizen that I am, I just can't resist getting up ridiculously early and driving to work, latte (elixer of life) clutched in hand, frantically, mentally preparing myself for the day ahead. Besides, what better job in life is there than filling the minds of our youth? (Cough cough, tear of sarcasm). Btw, title refers to this. How silly and irreverant... but made me chuckle. Alright, time to see if there's a new Red Radish.

Lazy Sunday (Mr.Pibb & Red Vines = Crazy Delicious!)

"Lazy Sunday" happens to describe my state of being and a hilarious video from Andy Samberg (available for viewing here). I've been hooked on my computer for quite a while this morning, addicted to watching hilarishizzle videos. Oh, readers, do I have some shizzle to share with you! It's so exciting to be excited to blog. No more WASL blogs. Okay, I say that now, but will probably change my mind this coming work week, as our f.g.r. test resumes this Tuesday.

First up, in honor of today (4/20... college dorms all over the world are hazy with pot smoke as I type) I bring you, courtesy of funnyordie.com, PSI: Pot Scene Investigation: The Case of the Missing $40





Enjoy, stoners and non-stoners alike!




(Photo thanks to funnyordie.com)

WASL = We Are So Lame? Lazy? Loquacious? Lofty?

I'm trying to come up with my own, improved meaning for that acronym, but not having much luck. I've also realized that I can't think of many adjectives that start with an "l" on the spot. Well, just about everything having to do with the WASL sucks, but I have to say this week has largely gone by well, despite the laborious role of being test coordinator. My work is laudable! We've had no major lapses, no lugubrious issues (knock on lumpy wood). The only issues we've had have to do with ludicrous, licentious teachers letting their lunkhead students converse too loudly after the test, and various lame-ass students arriving late.

It's likely I will liberate the lepidoptera from the locker in my lederhosen! It is late; I lucubrate.

Okay, okay, enough. Amy Louise, over and out.

Demain, C'est Vendredi!

Wow. I thought this week would be horrible ("torturous," I said in one e-mail) but it's already Thursday and I feel great, as opposed to my feeling terrible and overwhelmed on Monday. Being "Testing Coordinator" in a school in WA state is a crap-tastic job, and the infamous WASL is right around the corner, and there is soooooooo much to check off/get ready/organize/double check/ that I was absolutely dreading this week... having to do all that AND teach (with 4 preps!) is a little insane. And yet, thanks to my glorious friends/helpers, it has really been okay. Of course, there's still lots of work to do, but all is well! Hooray! My friends are the best (smile, tear of joy :o).

In other news, I updated my profile a little bit ago, and finally changed that FotC picture... I've replaced it with, as you can see, a still from the funniest show EVER. Really. I don't think I've ever laughed so hard (and even upon second or third viewings!) as when I've watched Arrested Development. I've been thinking of it recently because I've converted quite a few peeps (a.k.a. made others aware of, and subsequently hooked on, the fanf***ingtasticly brilliant comedy that is A. D.) lately, and now YOU, the VIEWER of this asinine blog, will be converted, too! Mwa ha ha ha ha ha! Best part? You can watch every episode on hulu absa-toot-alootly free. Damn, you're lucky.