Sunday, December 13, 2009

dreary sunday thoughts...

Up at school sorting through paperwork, organizing, throwing things out and arranging my drawers. I'm going to create a list for myself of all the stuff I have stored in this room and where it is. I forget where things are and it'd also be nice in case someone subbing in Room 346 wants to find something also. Nice idea, we'll see if I follow through.

Those underachieving Lions have caused folks in some part of this US of A to rejoice, yet again. I think that's why God lets them keep playing. They distribute so much joy all over this great nation of ours when so many people are seeking a reason to be happy. To-day, they blessed the East Coast (MD, and all other Raven States) with their unparalleled goodness. Thank you, King of kings, for the Lions. Thank you for the joy they bring to so many.

1-2 inches of snow expected in the next 24 hours...don't see where it's gonna come from though; not a system within a couple of states to the west.

Continuing our saga:

At any time, Mr. Phillips.
Professor, would you please tell our radio audience exactly what you see as you observe the planet Mars through your telescope?
Nothing unusual at the moment, Mr. Phillips. A red disk swimming in a blue sea. Transverse stripes across the disk. Quite distinct now because Mars happens to be the point nearest the earth... in opposition, as we call it.
In your opinion, what do these transverse stripes signify, Professor Pierson?
Not canals, I can assure you, Mr. Phillips —
(OFF-MIC) I see.
— although that's the popular conjecture of those who imagine Mars to be inhabited. From a scientific viewpoint the stripes are merely the result of atmospheric conditions peculiar to the planet.
Then you're quite convinced as a scientist that living intelligence as we know it does not exist on Mars?
I'd say the chances against it are a thousand to one.
And yet, how do you account for these gas eruptions occurring on the surface of the planet at regular intervals?
Mr. Phillips, I cannot account for it.
By the way, Professor, for the benefit of our listeners, how far is Mars from the earth?
Approximately forty million miles.
Well, that seems a safe enough distance.
(OFF-MIC) Thank you.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Good day, sunshine!

Oooooh yeah and another snow-day bites the dust...profound changes in the Detroit Tigers lineup for 2010 have me confused yet excited. I think all the high-priced failures of late have showed DD that they need another plan, perhaps a plan to raise up stars of their own as they did in the late 70s/early 80s...The MSU football thing is a topic of concern; President O'Bama's lack of user satisfaction is another.
Who was it that said 'Insanity is doing the same thing and expecting different results'?
Who was it that said 'Those who can't think fight'? I think that it was me. Nice to have met you, Major.

CBS Survivor in less than an hour and i'm drooling in anticipation. Venison goulash for dinner. Not enough Captain Morgan in the eintire State of Michigan ("If you seek a pleasant peninsula, look about you.")  to help me get through 30 freshman algebra papers.
All time CHRISTmas song I can listen to over and over but don't really like at all: Alvin?... Alvin?! ... ALLLLVINNNNNNNNN?!?!?!?
Best Michael Jackson look alike ever: The one ape in 2001's Planet of the Apes.
Favourite line in a text from my brother: suckass
Favourite radio broadcast I heard in 5th grade:

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. This is Carl Phillips, speaking to you from the observatory of Princeton. I am standing in a large semi-circular room, pitch black except for an oblong split in the ceiling. Through this opening I can see a sprinkling of stars that cast a kind of frosty glow over the intricate mechanism of the huge telescope. The ticking sound you hear is the vibration of the clockwork.

Professor Pierson stands directly above me on a small platform, peering through the giant lens. I ask you to be patient, ladies and gentlemen, during any delay that may arise during our interview. Besides his ceaseless watch of the heavens, Professor Pierson may be interrupted by telephone or other communications. During this period he is in constant touch with the astronomical centers of the world...

Professor, may I begin our questions?

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

100th Post! ...

...and for alot of people that's no big deal but for me to start something and stick with it for almost a year and a half is pretty impressive.

The snow still falls. But the Sirius Christmas Pops, the warmth of a nice hot fire, and the smell of some cabbage stew in the pot does me just right on this Wednesday afternoon.

More from the saga:

And now a tune that never loses favor, the ever-popular "Stardust." Ramón Raquello and his orchestra...

Ladies and gentlemen, following on the news given in our bulletin a moment ago, the Government Meteorological Bureau has requested the large observatories of the country to keep an astronomical watch on any further disturbances occurring on the planet Mars.

Due to the unusual nature of this occurrence, we have arranged an interview with a noted astronomer, Professor Pierson, who will give us his views on this event. In a few moments we will take you to the Princeton Observatory at Princeton, New Jersey.

We return you until then to the music of Ramón Raquello and his orchestra.

Snow day thoughts...

Up early; at about 4:15 am only 7 listings of closures in our area, now the list is over 200 long...lots to do to-day...

Ladies and gentlemen, we interrupt our program of dance music to bring you a special bulletin from the Intercontinental Radio News.

At twenty minutes before eight, central time, Professor Farrell of the Mount Jennings Observatory, Chicago, Illinois, reports observing several explosions of incandescent gas, occurring at regular intervals on the planet Mars. The spectroscope indicates the gas to be hydrogen and moving towards the earth with enormous velocity.

Professor Pierson of the Observatory at Princeton confirms Farrell's observation, and describes the phenomenon as, quote, "like a jet of blue flame shot from a gun," unquote.

We now return you to the music of Ramón Raquello, playing for you in the Meridian Room of the Park Plaza Hotel, situated in downtown New York.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

pre-storm check-in...

(FADE IN) ... for the next twenty-four hours not much change in temperature. A slight atmospheric disturbance of undetermined origin is reported over Nova Scotia, causing a low pressure area to move down rather rapidly over the northeastern states, bringing a forecast of rain, accompanied by winds of light gale force. Maximum temperature 66; minimum 48.

This weather report comes to you from the Government Weather Bureau.

We take you now to the Meridian Room in the Hotel Park Plaza in downtown New York, where you'll be entertained by the music of Ramón Raquello and his orchestra.

Monday, December 7, 2009

in the first hour was the word, and the word was 'shamwow!'

Gotta absolutely have-to love 18 middle schoolers at a time...there's no other way to look at it.

The LORD has blessed me with the task of teaching algebra to one such group between the hours of 8 and 8:51 every weekday. Sometimes half asleep, sometimes wired on Red Bull, these young people keep me sharp, reprove me when i spell commutative wrong, and remind me not to use a rubber band to keep my hair together in back. We did re-cip-ro-cals, multiplicative zero properties, multiplicative identity properties, finding the distance between two points in the Cartesian system, area, and volume to-day...all in brief, keep-their-attention segments. When we got the answer to-day, instead of "Hey Presto!", we bellowed "Shamwow!"

Peace, love, math

Sunday, December 6, 2009

And can it be...

19 days before CHRISTmas...melancholy thoughts to-day...Another weekend has come and gone; watched alot of college football and basketball, stacked a facecord of wood, made some potroast, got an oilchange, shopped a bit (a wee bit)...Watched some of the 2005 War of the 1953, things looked so fake; this version of H.G.Wells' novel seemed so real, graphic, intense... didn't sleep well after... shoulda watched Bing and Danny singing in White Christmas instead...

Oh, the play of those Lions I find inconceivable!

God bless us every one.