1. I want to comment on the Atlanta Public Schools' cheating scandal. I've typed out my observations [rantings] and general conclusions [more rantings], but I've found that they come across as rather scrambled and crazy. Maybe I can revise it?
*raises puny fist*
2. My friend Laura's in town from Florida and camping out at her daughter's condo so that she can be there to allow the installers of new cabinetry access to the kitchen. I hung out with her yesterday, and Laura asked [cajoled] me into helping her put together her daughter's new gas grill. There were two brains [Laura's and mine], two sets of directions [Laura had the ones in English; I had the ones in another language, but we had the same pictures], and not much brawn. We needed brawn, then brains. I guess this is why God created Adam first and then Eve.
*remembers own grill being outsourced to nephew, Andrew*
3. Tallulah has taken to camping out in a potted plant on the deck to watch the birds. She thinks the greenery camouflages her rather superb, yet geographical location to the bird bath.
4. It dawned on me yesterday that I now have three former students[that I know of] who are high school English teachers: Claire, Tabitha, and now Mary.
*shakes head again*
5. I read Same Kind of Different As Me. Loved it.
6. Last week's yard work brought me this week's poison ivy. I chatted with a PA at the Clinic in the Walmart in Clayton, Georgia, just to make sure that this inflamed mess on my arm was indeed poison ivy.
Me: I just want to make sure that this is poison ivy and not a virulent form of an unknown infection or a bite from some pesky, but deadly, insect.
PA from Walmart's Clinic: Yep. Poison ivy.
Me: Why does it look so inflamed?
PA: Cuz it is.
Me: Should I buy something to put on it?
PA: You can, but it won't do no good. Two weeks with stuff on, it will be gone. Two weeks without stuff, it will be gone.
Me: I've been putting Benadryl on it.
PA: Uh huh.
Me: Any other advice?
PA: [drily] Don't get in it any more.
Bwhahaha. So funny. Except not.
7. I'm in love with Healthy Choice fudge bars. It's probably the chemical additives.
8. I heard this song the other day on the radio. The first time I have heard it in years. I know that we [my friends and I -- this song came out in 1967] used to speculate [just like the folks at the dinner table in the song's lyrics] as to why Billie Joe McCallister jumped off the Tallahatchee Bridge.
But I don't think that's the point of the song.