Friday, May 16, 2014

The DN












1   So here we are.

2   What the heck day is it?

3   At least thirteen teachers had no idea.

4   That's what I love about the profession.

5   Nobody knows.

6   Just sayin'.

7   It's Friday.

8   How do I know?

9   <psssssst>

10  Garbage Day.

11  Notice I capitalized it.

12  Always the happiest day of  the week.

13  I'm tellin' ya.

14  Garbage Day.

15  Each week, one of my faves.

16  Anybody lookin'?

17  Got a poetry read today.

18  Won't be like all the others.

19  Too many restrictions.

20   Tra-la.

21   I blame the Man.

22  Tra-la.

23  Anybody lookin'?

24  Yeesh.

25   Ah, it'll be fun.

26   I think. The important thing about a poetry read is that you have to wear clean socks. Like the cleanest socks ever.

27   I know what is important.     

28   This last coupla weeks has been draining. Here's what I woke up to this morning:

 fofooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff

29  I must really bore myself. I didn't watch the ball game last night; just decided to turn the teevee over to Lifetime movies and pretzels.

30  We got choppers again.

31  Helicopters. Flying directly over the house.

32  That's been happening more and more. 

33   Hot weather. Prompts home invasions.

34   Guy invades my house  will get an eyeful of a Walgreens flashlight. BAM! I know my constitutional commandments. We have the right to bear flashlights bitch.

35  Anybody lookin'?

36  Here is a shortened version of how bored I was at the keyboards last night: 

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37  It's always funny to awaken to.

38  THAT's how exhausting things got this past couple of weeks.

39  It actually went to the bottom of the page, and included f's and s's.

40  I had a new batch of papers to grade. 

41  Torture.

42   We had a teacher write an email about "high steaks" grading.

43  I gotta get another job.

44  YAY!

45  The Garbage Guy is here.

46  He's my new hero.

47  I see Garbage as an interesting profession, albeit sexist.

48  You never see a Garbage Woman.

49  I know right?

50  Anybody lookin'?

51  High steaks.

52   Moving On, Part One: I'm HELLA hungry. 

53   I feel like I smoked about six-thousand joints last night.

54   That's what grading papers will do to a guy.

55  I damn well thought about smoking about six-thousand joints, but decided it would be unprofessioonal.

56   I deliberately spelled that incorrectly to give it a cartoony effect. 

57   Anybody lookin'?

58   Nobody. Thank the goodness.

59   I best be going. I have a poetry read, AND a saloon to run. 

60  How we balance our lives.

61  AND I decided for some God-foresaken reason to supervise the EOY dance tonight.

62  I usually stand outside by the police cars. Nobody bothers you when you chill with cops.

63  And I don't have to witness too much nerd-twerking.

64  I gotta get another job. 

65  AnywayZ...

66  Have a GREAT weekend.

67   See you again.

68   Peace.

~H~










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