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Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Friday, December 19, 2008
A typical Atypical Friday: 'Tis the season to get your goat!
Someone gave me a goat today. Seriously.
I should have known that today was going to be weird. After all, it was the last day of school before a 2-week vacation. I knew the kids were going to be off-the-wall crazy/excited. The last day of school is always atypical. Atypically joyous, and unusually frenetic.
Why would I have expected today to be a normal day?
After all, It was 75 fucking degrees outside. 75 degrees on December 19. What? Really? The school I worked at in Chicago was closed today because of a snowstorm. So was the school I worked at in Massachusetts. For that matter, so was the school I went to for 14 years growing up in Connecticut. All of them closed due to massive snowstorms. That's normal. That's a normal Friday in December.
But 75 degrees on the first day of Christmas break? Not normal. Walking outside the door this morning with gloves and a scarf, only to turn around and deposit those things back in my house before driving to work with Christmas songs blasting and my sunroof open...? Not normal.
Little did I realize that my day was about to get even weirder. Like when my fiance called at 7:30AM, just as I arrived to work:
Me: Hello?
C: Hey. Do you want a turkey?
Me: Do I what? Huh?
C: Do you want a turkey? Should I bring home a turkey?
Me: Like, a live turkey? As a pet?
C: No, a turkey that you cook. It's Turkey Giveaway Day here at work. Do we want a turkey?
Me: I'm sorry, what? It's Turkey Giveaway Day? They're giving away turkeys at the hospital?
I thought that was weird, but apparently it's a tradition. Actually, I still think it's weird. Like, really weird. But that was before, later in the day, someone gave me a goat.
A goat! Weird. Just slightly weirder than the llama I was given yesterday.
In all honesty, a goat is a great gift. A company called Heifer International gives a goat to a family in a third-world country on my behalf. The animal supplies the family with milk, etc.... and I've done some good in the world without having actually done anything. So I'm grateful for that, and I think it's a great gift. I'm sure a llama is a great gift, too, but I have yet to read the card, so I'm not really sure how.
And regardless, it's undeniably weird. Undeniably atypical. And, somehow on this Friday, undeniably run of the mill.
I should have known that today was going to be weird. After all, it was the last day of school before a 2-week vacation. I knew the kids were going to be off-the-wall crazy/excited. The last day of school is always atypical. Atypically joyous, and unusually frenetic.
Why would I have expected today to be a normal day?
After all, It was 75 fucking degrees outside. 75 degrees on December 19. What? Really? The school I worked at in Chicago was closed today because of a snowstorm. So was the school I worked at in Massachusetts. For that matter, so was the school I went to for 14 years growing up in Connecticut. All of them closed due to massive snowstorms. That's normal. That's a normal Friday in December.
But 75 degrees on the first day of Christmas break? Not normal. Walking outside the door this morning with gloves and a scarf, only to turn around and deposit those things back in my house before driving to work with Christmas songs blasting and my sunroof open...? Not normal.
Little did I realize that my day was about to get even weirder. Like when my fiance called at 7:30AM, just as I arrived to work:
C: Hey. Do you want a turkey?
Me: Do I what? Huh?
C: Do you want a turkey? Should I bring home a turkey?
Me: Like, a live turkey? As a pet?
C: No, a turkey that you cook. It's Turkey Giveaway Day here at work. Do we want a turkey?
Me: I'm sorry, what? It's Turkey Giveaway Day? They're giving away turkeys at the hospital?
I thought that was weird, but apparently it's a tradition. Actually, I still think it's weird. Like, really weird. But that was before, later in the day, someone gave me a goat.
A goat! Weird. Just slightly weirder than the llama I was given yesterday.
In all honesty, a goat is a great gift. A company called Heifer International gives a goat to a family in a third-world country on my behalf. The animal supplies the family with milk, etc.... and I've done some good in the world without having actually done anything. So I'm grateful for that, and I think it's a great gift. I'm sure a llama is a great gift, too, but I have yet to read the card, so I'm not really sure how.
And regardless, it's undeniably weird. Undeniably atypical. And, somehow on this Friday, undeniably run of the mill.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Nashville: Music Bad Decision City
Nashville, you're on my shit list.
First, the entire metropolitan school system closed down the other day after the city received an amount of snow that I can only describe as... none. I mean, seriously. There was no snow on the ground. Okay, okay, the suburbs got a little snow and ice. But in the city? In Davidson County, where the schools were closed? No snow. N-o-n-e.
Seems like a bad decision to me, but I've come to realize that I don't know everything. Maybe some school official knows something that I don't know about the bus system, the safety of the roads, the lack of de-icing equipment, etc.. What do I know.
I do know something, however, about football. I know that when you're down by 1 point with under 2 minutes to go, and its 4th and 3 from the opponents 32-yard line, and your kicker is great and your quarterback is old... you KICK THE FIELD GOAL.
What on earth was Jeff Fisher thinking today, forcing the Titans to go for the first down (which they didn't get) and possibly blowing home field advantage in the playoffs? This was a very bad decision that led to a very important loss. Yeah, it wasn't all Fisher's fault. Our quarterback was awful, their defense was great, and we were playing on the road... but COME ON! The city-wide snow-day was debatable, but Fisher's decision today was absolutely, unquestionably, inexplicably BAD.
Lastly, I'm concerned about a decision that Nashville is about to make. On January 22, residents will vote on a measure to make Nashville an English-only city. To say nothing of the merits of such a measure (and I'm certain there are none), I wonder which elected officials are making the astoundingly poor decision to spend time pushing such bigotted, unconstitutional legislation? What are they thinking?
This week, I am disappointed by bad decisions. Disappointed by the Titans loss. Disappointed that I didn't get a day off from school while my fellow Nashvillians did. And most of all, I'm disappointed by the Tennessee Supreme Court's decision to decline an appeal which would have kept this infuriating English-only measure off the ballot.
I need a drink. A good decision, wouldn't you say?
First, the entire metropolitan school system closed down the other day after the city received an amount of snow that I can only describe as... none. I mean, seriously. There was no snow on the ground. Okay, okay, the suburbs got a little snow and ice. But in the city? In Davidson County, where the schools were closed? No snow. N-o-n-e.
Seems like a bad decision to me, but I've come to realize that I don't know everything. Maybe some school official knows something that I don't know about the bus system, the safety of the roads, the lack of de-icing equipment, etc.. What do I know.
I do know something, however, about football. I know that when you're down by 1 point with under 2 minutes to go, and its 4th and 3 from the opponents 32-yard line, and your kicker is great and your quarterback is old... you KICK THE FIELD GOAL.
What on earth was Jeff Fisher thinking today, forcing the Titans to go for the first down (which they didn't get) and possibly blowing home field advantage in the playoffs? This was a very bad decision that led to a very important loss. Yeah, it wasn't all Fisher's fault. Our quarterback was awful, their defense was great, and we were playing on the road... but COME ON! The city-wide snow-day was debatable, but Fisher's decision today was absolutely, unquestionably, inexplicably BAD.
Lastly, I'm concerned about a decision that Nashville is about to make. On January 22, residents will vote on a measure to make Nashville an English-only city. To say nothing of the merits of such a measure (and I'm certain there are none), I wonder which elected officials are making the astoundingly poor decision to spend time pushing such bigotted, unconstitutional legislation? What are they thinking?
This week, I am disappointed by bad decisions. Disappointed by the Titans loss. Disappointed that I didn't get a day off from school while my fellow Nashvillians did. And most of all, I'm disappointed by the Tennessee Supreme Court's decision to decline an appeal which would have kept this infuriating English-only measure off the ballot.
I need a drink. A good decision, wouldn't you say?
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