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I shouldn’t have scheduled the CAT 5 standardized test for this week
Alicublog today writes, The screaming fellow with the Bluetooth earpiece may not in fact be connected; he may in fact be screaming to himself, only using technology to conceal his madness from the world. Which I have the feeling is me most any given day of the week, though I enjoy it when ISPs like…
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Thanks Crawford Long-Emory!
Remember Marty’s stitches? Price for walking in the Emergency room door on a Sunday night: $292 (billed by Crawford Long) Price for a nurse looking at his hand and saying, “It needs stitches.”: $226 (billed by Emory) Price for a nurse’s bad stitching job: $444 (billed by Emory) Total time spent in the Emergency Room…
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This is absurd
Snippet of a conversation. H.o.p.: …a rusty old thing. Me: A rusty old bank????? Marty: A rusty old THANK. You’re still not Southern. I can’t believe I sometimes can’t understand what my own SON is saying because of his Southern accent.
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Hey, you! The ones who were properly, socially adjusted in school and think homeschoolers are "overly rugged individualists who lack the impulse or skills to mix in as collaborative members of everyday society!"
I read that kids who win spelling bees Google their names like crazy. If that’s the case, to this year’s winner of the Scripps National Spelling Bee, Evan O’Dorney, congratulations! But I hope he never Googles this page and that his parents have some child filter on their computer because man I wouldn’t want Evan…
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Arrrrgh, standardized testing
I hate standardized testing. I loathe, loathe, loathe it. But GA requirements are that beginning with the 3rd year you must subject your child to a standardized test. Being eclectic homeschoolers (tossing in a good portion of unschooling philosophy) we do our homeschooling year round here, going at a rate that’s comfortable for H.o.p. Each…
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Kiss Me Kate
Several weeks ago at Lance Mannion’s there was a mention of The Taming of the Shrew and a pointing to Self Styled Siren’s review of “Kiss Me Kate”, the 1953 movie with Howard Keel and Kathryn Grayson. When I saw it was VIEW NOW at Netflix, I thought it might be fun to watch with…
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The Blues
There’s so little in the world that manages to take my breath away. Many things I find beautiful, many things inspire awe, but little that takes the breath away. I was listening to Bach’s Violin Concerto in A when I clicked on a link in my NASA Science News talking about a spacecraft heading to…
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The Night Before – another Catastrophic Audio cover
Wasn’t going to post this one but Marty convinced me to. I like the chorus but when I hear what else I did to it, especially at the end there, I feel like our ever reincarnating cockroach, Fred, scuttling as the light hits. Except for last night, finally caught in the bathroom, on the rug…
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Flash Gordon
“Mom, look what I found!” H.o.p., who has felt bad all day, and finally upchucked, not too long ago, every bit of food that went in his stomach since he got up, is feeling suddenly ALL BETTER (still, take it easy there) and comes trotting up to me with my old Star Trek episode guide.…
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For the scrapbook: Casablanca at the park
Cellphone capture with post processing Casablana at the Park At the Jazz Festival, H.o.p. saw a poster on movies in the park, beginning this week. Today’s offering was “Casablanca”. His first communal big screen experience. The green was pretty well packed but we found a place not too distant (not beyond the port-a-lets). “Casablanca” was…
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Wow! That's black Okefenokee soot all over the windowsill!
T Rex at Fire Dog Lake describes what it’s been like here in Georgia with these out-of-control wild fires. Incredible that they’re causing problems up here in Atlanta. Playing hell with my allergies, sinuses and lungs all week. Though we’ve no current air alert, I can swear I smell a hint of acrid smoke. Some…
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Slings, Arrows and Eggs
H.o.p. had a busy Saturday and Sunday at Atlanta’s Jazz Festival with his dad, seeing Jaspects and Julie Dexter, Airto and Flora Purim, and Bobby Hutcherson. I didn’t go along as I was otherwise occupied, but they had a great time and H.o.p. ran and ran and ran and ran and came home complaining about…