Because I can no longer be troubled to confine a post to even loosely related topics.

I was reading through the side effects on a medication I'm taking and one listed under "Contact Your Doctor If You Develop" is: paleness.  HOW WOULD I KNOW?

Something I've realized this week: Children=Terrorists.  Allow me to explain.  You know how you should never negotiate with terrorists?  Well, clearly I am rusty as a teacher.  When I told a student to write a certain sentence and he asked whether he could write something slightly different, I said ok.  He has since wanted to negotiate on every sentence he writes.  This came to an abrupt end today, however, when he said "I'll spell 'three' if I get to pick my next sentence" and I said "No, you'll spell 'three' because I told you to."  Problem solved.  (I experienced some guilt over using the "because I said so" rationale for about the first thirty seconds of my teaching career.  Then I realized that it is not only efficient, but also just good solid preparation for life after school.  I have done many a nonsensical thing at the direction of some boss or another simply because he or she said so.)

I'm seeing my friends Jennie and Adam this weekend.  They live in Chicago and I used to visit them when I was up here for Christmas.  Adam would try to convince me to move to Chicago and I would laugh because he clearly had to be joking, seeing as how it was always many degrees below zero during his pitch.  And windy.  I guess I showed him.  I moved...north of there.  Crap.

I currently have sixteen unread Newsweeks in a basket next to my couch.  I tell you, you get behind an issue or two on that thing and you are in trouble because they just keep on coming.  Every week!  Perhaps I should look into getting my news on a monthly basis instead.

I saw a whole lot of band camp kids crossing the street the other day.  I never went to band camp, but I did live for a week in a Madison dorm getting my geek on at Girls State.  Good golly, most of it was boring.  I recall that we were so boy-deprived that week that the sandwich line guy in the dining hall was starting to look good to us.  The kid who had been the governor of Badger Boys State the year before spoke at our inauguration thing and I have to think that those were the only catcalls that guy has probably ever received.  I'm sure we sent him off to college thinking he was hot stuff indeed.  Sorry, former Boys State governor guy.  That probably didn't do you many favors in the long-run.