Wednesday, September 16, 2009

you look just like buddy holly and i'm mary tyler moore

1) I found all my high school/early college cds. I am happy to report that this discovery supports my firm belief that my teenage self made few poor decisions outside the wardrobe department. I had my head on straight those days.

2) Point #1 above has revolutionized my drive to school with the reintroduction of Weezer's The Blue Album to my cd player. I sing now for the whole 20 minute drive, often with the endearingly sexist* "No One Else" on repeat. I'm sure anyone who sees me rocking out would conclude that I have a couple of loose screws.

3) In class, I am teaching figurative language. I am letting you know so you don't seem to think that my frequent and strategic use of idioms is totally out of the blue. I am trying to use figurative language like T-Pain uses autotune.**

4) Re: class--it's going so so so so so so well. Maybe it's because I'm pumped up by #2 above, but even though I wake up exhausted, I get to school and have tons of energy and a great time with the kids. In their vernacular, it's off the hook.

5) And now, a metaphor--
Driving home from school today, I could feel the sunlight burning through the window onto my arm. To my surprise, it began raining and I could see lightening in the grey distance. I am always perplexed and amused by rain on a sunny day, especially when the drops seem to sizzle like water on hot oil as they hit the blindingly bright pavement. That is my life right now: there is rain, but it is outshone by the sun. Sure I get wet and have to turn on the wipers, but that changes neither the heat on my skin nor my high vitaman D intake.


* This is probably not a reasonable thing.
** I realized almost immediately upon typing these words the potential for my use/overuse of figurative language to be as obnoxious as the radio these days.