Arrrr -- Where be the Pirates?

Remi, September 2010

September 16 was officially Pirate Day in America ... unfortunately, most of us were working in the mundane world on that day, so only the lawyers and bank officials made out like land bandits. Joy's vampire doll Remi is dressed to kill; isn't he a darling little bloodsucker?

I feel as if I lost "Plants versus Zombies" for real tonight ... The last 3-4 weeks have been filled with orders to do this, or to do that, and find the data and put it here or there -- not that it means all that much in the long run. The basic goal is to prepare every student to pass the TAKS and/or make a commended score on March 1, 2011. To tell the truth, education is necessary -- but we gotta make the school looks good, since the "report card" will remain as our score until 2013 when the newest round of state tests takes effect. So, we poor "classroom teaching units" AKA the "CTUs" get to rush about to complete our teacher binders -- and grading papers takes second or third place ... but I have enough grades to inspire the little darlings to do what must be done before Oct.1 when the 6 weeks ends.

Goodyear's repair shop made out like a bandit today, too. A hub bearing went out -- and the noise only got louder and more grindsome (I know it's not a word, but it hints at the horrible rattling groan) with every mile. Since I got paid this week, it was time to find out the bad news. Yeah, we hoped it was something minor -- but this year the car rattles have developed a sinister undertone ... but Roger & crew got it fixed in time for us to head out for the Celtic Music Festival this weekend. The acts are more varied than last year's -- and I think there is the same number, but I look forward to music under the stars ... I just hope that more folks will turn out to enjoy the performers. I'll take "Sweet William," my mountain dulcimer, along to keep music down near the gate.

I found a dance quote from the satirist whose story my students read this week -- it included dancing, too.

Dance quote: Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room. ~Kurt Vonnegut