Greatest Speakers in History
This is for those who are constantly hounding me to write more. Careful what you wish for, you may get it.
The following is a synopsis of an ISP press briefing held last week. See my thoughts following the synopsis.
Indiana State Police will add 150 troopers to patrol the roads during the upcoming holiday weekend."Thanksgiving is traditionally one of the most traveled holidays of the year," the agency said in a news release. "Last year, 14 people were killed on Indiana roadways during the Thanksgiving holiday weekend.
"As it has in the past, ISP is participating in Operation C.A.R.E., or Combined Accident Reduction Effort. The extra patrols will last from Wednesday through Sunday.
"Troopers will be specifically looking for drivers who are drinking and driving, speeding, following too closely or driving aggressively," the announcement said. The officers will also be checking for seat belt and child-restraint violations.
Per their Superintendent they are going to start issuing citations for
1) 6 miles over the speed limit .
2) Failure to Yield
3) Improper Lane Movement (which includes not signaling 300 feet before you change lanes if traveling over 50 mph or not signaling at all)
4) Following too Close5) Passing an Officer
With all the excitement surrounding the Colts first Super Bowl appearance since moving to Indy, many people are overlooking the tragedy to follow: No more football until August.
This is the goodbye I sent in to our local newspaper, honoring our secretary who retired as 31 years of service to our school.
Most of my posts are actually edits of what I send to our teaching staff every other Friday (payday). I send out some lil reminder that says, "Hey, time to go drink. Get off your ass and let's see who's class has the biggest dumbass." Below is an actual "invite".
Boy, 8, drives teacher's car home
An eight-year-old boy stole his teacher's car and drove a mile home.
Akos Szabo from the western Hungarian village of Koeszeg broke into the car, adjusted the mirrors and drove home to his shocked parents who were not aware the boy could drive.
Szabo said he had taken the car because he did not feel like walking home.
He has not been charged for the theft but has been expelled from school.
My take:
1) Either a) The 8-year old knows how to hotwire a car or b) he swiped her car keys. (note: the story doesn’t specify if the teacher was male or female, but obviously…)
2) We’ve recently heard the latest “National Crisis (which is, of course, the school’s fault)” is childhood obesity. He went through all this trouble to not walk a mile! A MILE! Why, in my day, it was a 10 mile walk, in the snow, uphill – both ways… (sorry, somehow I started channeling old-man Bloede’s thoughts...scary place to be.)
3) I do give him credit for adjusting the mirrors. Perhaps I can take Uland’s driver’s-ed course, and he’ll teach me what those shiny things are for.
4) As the parents, exactly what would you do when you look out and see your precious, bundle of joy has just pulled up in a stolen car? (You know the dad, on some level, had to be very proud! Angry, sure, but your boy driving at 8?! Very proud)
5) I’d love to know what model of car he stole. When I see “western Hungarian village”, images of BMW’s or Lexuses (Lexi?) don’t pop into my head. Yugos do. And seriously, he could’ve pushed the Yugo home faster than getting that piece of [insert appropriate modifier here] to start would have taken.
6) I’m not sure I could walk into my principal’s office and tell him a kid just stole my car. (Ok, I’m a bad example. While I’m not the Boy Who Cries Wolf, I am the one who usually convinces the boy it’s a good idea.) And then, would you want to be the principal who has to call the cops and tell them a student just boosted a car? We still haven’t solved the fire extinguisher mystery. What’s the chance of finding a car?
I was previewing the School House Rock DVD last night to make sure the ones I wanted to show were on there. (Yes, as a child of the 70's, my first formal education was School House Rock. Ok, and Bugs Bunny.) In History right now we're on The Constitution, and of course we've listened to The Preamble Song until our ears have bled.
This got me to thinking, what would School House Rock look like today?
"I'm Only A Bill"
Original: Describes the process by which a bill becomes a law. Includes: veto, over-rides, committees, etc.
Updated: Describes the process by which a bill really becomes a law. Includes: Special Interest Groups, filibustering, bi-partisan politics, and kickbacks, etc.
"Inter-Planet Janet"
Original: Describes the planets in the solar system
Updated: Due to budget cuts, NASA can no longer afford exploration. We do have some lovely 1969 footage of Buzz Aldrin comibng his hair though.
"Mother Necessity"
Original: Describes some of the greatest inventions of early America and their inventors: phone, telegraph, airplane, cotton gin, etc.
Updated: Due to copyright laws, we can't mention any new inventions without paying outrageous attorney fees or having corporate sponsorship. "Budweiser Presents: School House Rock!" just doesn't sounds right, does it?
"Conjunction Junction, What's your function?"
Original: Perhaps the most famous and well-loved of all SHR songs. Teaches the purpose and usage of conjunctions.
Updated: "Spell Checker, Spell Checker, what's your function?" We awl no a spell chequer wood never make a mistook, write?
"The Great American Melting Pot"
Original: Describes how the US became a collage of different ethnicities.
Updated: After many lawsuits and races riots of what each ethnicity would be referred to as, the update was canceled. Instead a new project was started called "This Land is My Land (or Building a Big Fence)". It has a Southwestern, Marty Robbins feel to it. (Bonus points if you get the Marty Robbins reference)
"I'm Going to College"
Original: Explains how the Electoral College works to elect our president.
Updated: Explains how the Supreme Court, hanging chads, Dade County, FL, exit polls, and confused senior citizens elect our president.
On second thought, perhaps I'll stick with my 1972, campy, cheesy versions.
Never figured me to be the nostalgic type, did ya?
“Sponge”Bob gets the third degree
Disclaimer: Ok, so this may smack of "Urban Legend" however, I saw the interview papers. Also, there's a point of science in here that I've done some research on and it is possible.
Just received this email from our French teacher:
As I mentioned in an earlier post (A rose by any other name) I used to work at a summer camp. Below is a stroy from my time as the Outdoor Education Director at Jameson Camp (read the above post for some details about the camp).
Nicknames are an interesting thing. I'm not talking about Robert who goes by Bob or Kristin who goes by Krissy. I'm talking about those names that others bestow upon you with or without (and usually the latter) your consent.
Remember those toy clackers? Well, let me tell you a story.