Sometimes I get all random with my thoughts and have to do a list instead of trying to write cohesive syntax. Even using that word “random” gets my panties in a bunch because it is overused to the point of ickiness which makes me even more random arbitrary.
Consider yourself advised that the train in my brain is running through stops, pulling the whistle chain recklessly, and will take a while to get to the connections. Or just think of this as a non-drunk Drunk Post, ok?
- Leadership Ethics class will be really good because the deep, philosophical stuff started right away from our professor who lets us call her Amee. She looks like an Amee, all cute and intelligent and funny and sorta kinda hippy-like. It’s a long class that begins right after school (when I’m downright ravenous) and goes until 8:00 p.m. To get class started she began by saying, ” Ok. Let’s get started and begin with the important things first: what’s the deal with dinner?” We felt at ease and laughed because we always have to ask for a break. I shouted, “Oh, my God! I love her already!”
- Later, Amee asked us what was so hard about last semester (she had, apparently, heard) and what statistics class did we take? “Death by Statistics” I retorted. Again with the laughter. Do I need to enroll in Clown College or what?
- All the department chairs for Language Arts got together FOR TWO DIFFICULT DAYS OF ARGUING and I was, thankfully, placed with my two friends Angie and Angie. Confusing, yes. So let’s call one of them “Spanky” for differentiation. Angie told Spanky about my blog and at first she said, “What? A blog? You do what?” and then called me weird. Of course, she read it for the past two days and is now wondering WHY I HAVEN’T MENTIONED HER ON MY BLOG. There ya go, Spanky.
- My school went on a field trip today and so did Mason’s school and there was endless teasing of I’m-not-going-to-acknowledge-you-Mom from him, but that darling son of mine actually waved to me when he saw me. That goes against the logic of the 14-year-old angst-ridden teenager and I was flabbergasted. Then, he told me he forgot his lunch so I gave him mine. Not just because he didn’t treat me like a leper, either.
- One of the girls from Mason’s school came to sit with one of the girls from my school to eat and when I walked by the two of them one of the teachers called me over to ask a question. On my way back the girl stopped me and said, “You’re a teacher? I thought you were one of the kids!” I’m going to buy her a pony.
I am all about a list. When you’ve got a slightly over-hyped mind like mine sometimes a list is the only way to get in all in–otherwise, you’ll write a bible and that’s not fair to anyone.
Class sounds cool.
KM
I would come here just to read your little bits, such as, “I’m going to buy her a pony” I get a pefrect image of your (real-life) reaction with these little one-liners…
Actually, Kelly, you are…..a bit…..but delightfully so! The weirdness around here is one of the primary reasons most of us come by! I’m not talking Jerry Springer kind of weirdness, by the way! If I were to classify according to art, for example, I would say a combination of the irreverence of Heironymus Bosch (without the darkness)and the wonderful blur of Claude Monet’s impressionism!
Glad the class is off to a great start
It’s way too late and I am exhausted, so nothing witty, funny or relevant from me tonight. I’m just off to find that chunk of 2×4 pine, and whack my boys in the head with it…. so they STAY ASLEEP before my eyes vacate my skull permanently. Coincidentally, it’s your fault they are awake! If I hadn’t HOWLED with laughter at the mental picture of you handing over a wee lil pony to a flabbergasted lil girl….. they’d still be sleeping. When will I learn to come visit you when they are awake???? Lol
Love Yvonne
P.S I do a vibrator blog, and you remain silent? Or are you breaking up with me too? ROFLMAO
Hey Honey! I LOVE THIS NEW SPACE! It’s FANTASTIC!! You go girl
Just wanted to stop by to wish you a good Memorial Day weekend. Now that I’ve found your new home I hope to back to visit more often. *hugs*
If you do go to Clown College, you can use latte foam as a sight gag. Fits in with your site perfectly!
i’m so glad there is no logic in your head, either. ‘cuz you write so well, i’ve thought your brain must have a different structure than mine. now i’m all happy
Random thoughts on randomness:
Though my heading may not make it clear, I think you’re right, Mocha, about the overuse of that particular word. There are so many great alternatives, too. “Desultory” may be a little obscure and “stochastic” is both obscure and statistical (oof), but there’s nothing wrong with spontaneous, impromptu, offhand, aimless, drifting, unpredictable, wandering, stray, or slapdash.
Young people are frequent abusers. We were at a tennis match a few years ago to see our daughter play and one of her teammates had snapped a picture that included one of my friends who was also there to see his daughter. Viewing the photo, one girl asked in that slightly disgusted, cooler-than-thou voice, “Who’s that?” Another teammate informed her that it was some *random* dad. I took that to mean “unknown to me, therefore trivial.”
The word also seems to have replaced “various” in modern usage. No element of happenstance is needed. If I may be permitted one more aimless, offhand comment, there was a funny scene in “Brideshead Revisited” where two of the young men in the book got bombed to the point of puking one night imbibing in the cellar. The day after, they agreed that it was not the quantity of the wine (since they needed to believe they could handle their liquor) nor the quality of the wine (since they wouldn’t have stooped to consuming inferior bottles), it was that the wines were too various. Please do not draw any parallels from this, Kelly. Your posts are numerous, of highest quality, and various, but to my knowledge make very few people sick.
You have done marvelously setting this web site up and launching it (it can no longer be called a space – you have your very own personal domain). Speaking of which – it begs the infamous question from ‘Seinfeld.” “Are you the master of your domain?”
I am very proud of you. You have inspired me to get on with phase two of my virtual existence.
EZ
I was on a train once, too….
Hehehe. Just hadda say that!
I don’t wanna know what kind of nicknamee you’d pick for me. Spanky! That’s funny. I’m thinking of the Little Rascals now…
Hey Miss Mocha,
I just arbitrarily stopped by.
“Death by statistics” is funny, especially if you have been in a class.
The other night on the news (that would be the Daily Show) Jon Stewart refered to bloggers in a group of people on the fringes of society. Perhaps we are weird, that show is so truthful.
I admit I have secretly wanted to be mentioned on your blog, but if I would have to be called Spanky or Hanky for that matter, I will count my lucky stars.
Nora
Katy – This class, I pray, will really be fab. You love lists. I know. I’ve read you.
Sasha – I have those quips at the ready and mostly repeat the same ones. Seems to get a laugh (mostly from me) every time.
Tom – I must not be weird enough because I had to look up Heironymus Bosch. But I like his stuff and am pleased with your description. You may continue to call me weird.
Yvonne – You, my scaly friend, are not to be broken up with. Have you seen what happens to people when they break up with dragons? Well, neither has anyone else. The singed flesh stench is still in the air, however. Soon I will comment, albeit inappropriately, on said post. Ok? Now. Go to sleep. Or…wait. What time is it? Wake up.
Treese – What took you so long!?? And, I’m not calling you Theresa. You look like a Treese to me. You have a great weekend, too!
Kevin – I didn’t mention that my feet are HUGE and that would also make me a shoe-in. Oh, no. I fear my pun really sucked. I’ll bet Clown College will reject me now.
Aafrica – The structure is the same. How’s your caffeine content? High enough? Good girl.
Steve – So lovely to see you (and I saw you the other day, too) and read your fantastic comments. [sidenote: You know I love you all and love your fantastic comments, too. I do. I LOVE YOU ALL.] I’m wondering how to fit in stochastic sometime soon. Or perhaps stick with the alliteration. You’re right in how they use it: unknown and trivial. Mallory uses it for “out of nowhere” if I go off topic in a discussion. Once, a friend told me she had to poop after reading me. That’s not technically “sick”, but it’s close, huh?
EZ – Hmmm…Seinfeld. Was that on television? Is he the guy who fixes stuff? Not sure. Never watched it, but I *do* indeed get your referential joke. Would that make me Mistress of My Domain?
Dana – I will have to think on a nickname. Does Tina McSexy fit you? Umm.. that sounds like my hooker name when I did one of those quizzes. Or was it Gabriella Kingston? Can’t remember now. Think on it.
My random thought:
do I REALLY have to do Essential Vocab for my Creative Studies class? I mean really? Can’t I just talk to Palmer and sweat talk her???
J to the Wall – Yes, you do. And if you can quote the book we read in order to *do* Essential Vocabulary, then I’ll buy your lunch tomorrow.
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you make me LMAO
Hey Sweetie! Just dropped by to see what was new in your world. I just read your Cup of the Day about Ron! I really do love his space. He is such a special person and is living such a blessed life right now!! He briefly mentions that coffee in his current entry
Have a good weekend honey! *hugs*