Kevin's Watch

Har har.

Actually, from flesh to plastic.


At least, that's what has happened to the lens within my eye. Worked great on the right eye, hoping for equally great results on the left.

Hashi Lebwohl wrote:

Cord Hurn wrote:I'm still trying to deal with the anger I feel about someone who would do something like that and just drive off.

People who do things like that are probably already wanted by the police for something or will become wanted if they stay to speak with the police--license expired, license revoked, no insurance, and/or open warrants on the file. They don't care who they have to step on--or run over, in this case--just as long as they aren't inconvenienced or have to face the responsibility for their actions. Yes, they have two legs, two arms, etc. like the rest of us do but they don't qualify as "civilized human being".

Sorus wrote:I will add to that - some people panic and do stupid things that make situations worse.

I was in a hit-and-run a couple of years ago - the guy stopped for a couple of seconds like he was trying to decide what to do, then he took off. I won't ever know why, but fortunately I wasn't badly hurt. (Though I do still have a bit of a complex about crossing that street.)

If he had stopped - even if the police had witnessed it - he probably would have only gotten a ticket for running the light. On the other hand, hit-and-run after injuring a person is generally a felony.

I hope your friend's son recovers.

I appreciate these comments very much; thank you! My friend hasn't been getting much sleep these past few days since this happened to her son which is certainly understandable. But how he will recover will be a long-term thing. Anyway, thank you both again for your replies! It's unknown if the person who did this will ever get caught, because my friend's son only remembers a couple of letters on the truck's license plate...*sigh*

Wednesday, bloody Wednesday.

--A

I'm getting sick.

--A

Same.
Everyone else in my house has been sick since Wednesday/Thursday.. I woke up with a sore throat this morning.

I had a killer migraine all weekend. Still only at about 95%. Today is my 54th birthday. I had to work, of course; but that's okay. One of my students wants to get me a Mercedes-Benz for my birthday. I mean, the kid is pretty serious. His family is obscenely wealthy so he probably thinks it can happen. Hahaha!

Stag of the Dawn got me roses, chocolate, and cheese; plus a couple of traditional Nigerian headdresses, which I will actually wear to church. A student gave me Cartier eau de cologne, which I actually like; and the inevitable cheap necklace and earring set. Not a bad haul.

Haha, I think we deserve a pic of you in a headdress...

I got flu...took a sick day yesterday, but on the mend now mostly, and back at work. Still feel a bit weak and slow though.

--A

Leaving today for a weekend trip to Las Vegas. We're going to check out a couple of shows, maybe drive out to the Hoover Dam. Looking forward to a bit of time in 75 degree F temperature.

I've gotten so I hate opening e-mails from my immediate superior. She tends to e-mail me things she is afraid to say directly, and maybe she is right, haha. Today she sent me an e-mail asking if I had taken action on something that I asked her what the policy was back in November, and she never got back to me. My travels and dealing with my mother's passing put it all out of my mind. So I asked someone else and found out that the policy still hasn't been determined. I wasted about 2 hours being pi$$ed off about that, because she never got me the information and tried to make it look like I was remiss, and then they still don't even have anything to tell me... okay, done venting. I really love my job but the way the school is being run this past year I feel for the first time like it's a rubbish little school with some great teachers that get no support.

Other than that, a good day.

deer of the dawn wrote:. I really love my job but the way the school is being run this past year I feel for the first time like it's a rubbish little school with some great teachers that get no support.

Teachers where i live can be totally underappreciated/supported, but i think you have one of the most important roles in our modern society and i wish i could just give all teachers the support needed! It can be tough sometimes so good job venting and continue focusing on the good aspects of your work. The times i get to help kids find books at my library feels so great, must be awesome to have that so often. Hang in there!

Avatar wrote:Haha, I think we deserve a pic of you in a headdress...


--A

To help you feel better, here is a picture from 6 years ago of not only deer in a headdress, but stag of the dawn in his reverential robes.

balon! wrote:Teachers where i live can be totally underappreciated/supported, but i think you have one of the most important roles in our modern society and i wish i could just give all teachers the support needed! It can be tough sometimes so good job venting and continue focusing on the good aspects of your work. The times i get to help kids find books at my library feels so great, must be awesome to have that so often. Hang in there!

Thanks for that! I do love the actual teaching. Some days it rescues me from myself.

Very fetching Deer.

--A

I have a good story about my kids, and need to share.
This last weekend, the kids were playing a game on the computer called Duck Life where they race ducks against other ducks. They get to name the ducks.
I was in the other room doing Frith knows what, when my wife called me over to see what is on the screen. I asked what it was about, and it was about the naming of the duck. I asked my daughter was the name was as I walked into the room. She said she wanted Desmond to type in the name "Cusack," or at least that is how she pronounced it. My son (6 years old) had typed it in for her, but misspelled it. And as I saw the screen, I found he spelled it as "Cuteass."
He's not so great a liar yet, and he usually has a grin on his face whenever he does something like this intentionally, and he has either developed a poker face, or it wasn't intentional.
So now I'm calling my wife "Cusack".

Cag -- that's hilarious.

Deer -- very cool!

I'm feeling relaxed right now. I've had the apartment to myself for nearly a week -- Batty has been cat-sitting at a friend's house since Monday night, and she and MagickMaker went directly from there to Katsucon (anime convention), which wraps up tomorrow. I can't tell you how wonderful it's been to come home from work and not have to interact with anybody but the cats.

It won't last, of course. But it's been awesome in the meantime...

My upstairs neighbors have scampered off to Australia for a year, so I have the place all to myself until their house-sitting friend moves in.

It doesn't really mean much since I rarely saw them anyway. I can vacuum at 4AM without worrying about disturbing anyone, and wow, I am a boring person.

aliantha wrote:I can't tell you how wonderful it's been to come home from work and not have to interact with anybody but the cats.

Yeah, that sounds like the introvert's dream for returning home. (well, at least for those introverts who like cats alright.)

Right now I'm having a ridiculously happy moment.
I've gotten two calls since getting home this evening, and one was like this:
A friend of mine called about some problems with a project that concerns my husband, and me and her (and other people too). There has been one major requirement that my husband's really been chafing under, and by the end of the call, it was decided that requirement was not good/necessary.

And the other one was something good like that, too.
I'm still sorta "whaaaat just happened?"

Sorus wrote:It doesn't really mean much since I rarely saw them anyway. I can vacuum at 4AM without worrying about disturbing anyone, and wow, I am a boring person.

Haha. I have worried about vacuuming at ...well, more like 11pm.
(and therefore not done it. well, that's my excuse.)
I'm pretty sure there are -some- ways in which it's good to be boring. I swear there are.

Still feeling fluey. Mostly quiet weekend...my cousin dropped off an old cabinet that was my grandmothers, and which required some rearranging of the garage so I could fit it in, but otherwise we just moped around feeling sick and weak.

--A

Wow - poor Av! Hope you feel well again soon .

In reply to the thread title - Gad to be here!

Absolutely sure we had a 'near miss' incident on our flight to Bruges last week as we were nearing Brussels Airport. We had gone into the preliminary descent, when all of a sudden and with no warning the pilot pulled the plane into a steep climb that threw us all back into our seats. The air-stewardess immediately came onto the intercom telling us everything was ok and that this was perfectly normal - but in the many flights I've been on I've never had it happen before.
Other interesting aspects of that flight were that as we prepared to take-off at Heathrow, the pilot came over the tanoy and said "I've just been told we're being held back for two hours........Oh no, we're not - we're taking off now" as fast as that! Later as we approached Brussels, he came on and said we had been diverted to some other airport miles away. and then thirty seconds later the stewardess said we were landing at Brussels after all - and that the captain would have told us but "he's rather busy at the minute!" Well, it certainly wasn't with flying the plane because he nearly did a backward somersault two minutes later!

Yikes! I've flown way more flights than I've wanted and no, definitely NOT normal.

My worst landing was NYC years ago, don't recall which airport. Less than a minute before landing the plane hit crazy turbulence. When the wheels touched you could feel the skidding and fishtailing. The plane ground to a stop and a collective sigh of relief went up. Hey, any landing you walk away from is a good one, right?