absences

about where I’ve been

I actually sort of almost forgot about this blog, not completely mind you but life just got in the way of me doing anything constructive with the exception of moving, report cards, teaching, did I mention moving? Ohh and not having the internet for a wee bit. Im actually stealing  siphoning it off someone else who lives near by, no password equals free internet for me.

I moved from one city to another, they are fairly close together so its not that much of a change but it is.  The city I call home now is a little more down home, country…redneck if I’m being honest. I was out with my Mom yesterday at the local Walmart and she commented a few times on the differences between living here and living where she does (same city I just moved from). That people are a little different here, dress a little more rugged, talk about different things even in the Walmart. A few lessons I learnt just yesterday were that it was okay to talk about the following things in a public place, 1. your boyfriend screwing your best friend and you walking in on it (this was said loudly from one girl on the phone to whomeever she was talking with) 2. that the louder you yell on the phone the better off you are heard, especially if you are trying to make arrangements to ‘get busy’ with someone (I assumed at the time it was the person on the other end of the phone). 

Also you can pretty much wear whatever your heart desires out here and it’s not a big deal. Case in point the lady I saw wearing a tight fitting tank top but no bra… no B R A and to be honest this wouldn’t be a big deal to me, its just that the lady wasn’t small chested if you know what Im saying and neither were they at all perky, and the kind of sagged down near her stomach and all I could think to myself was how I wanted to grab her and bring her to the bra section in Walmart so she could get something to hold the girls up.

I’ve also noticed that a lot of single dads hang out at the mall here, with their kids of course, on a Friday night.  And its not always a pretty site, it actually makes me really sad for the most part because I see kids being handed over money to go ‘buy’ themselves something when really, I think all those kids want is for their Dads to do things with them.  Its almost a burden to the kids that they *have* to go buy something in order to appease their Dad. I noticed three seperate arguments with three seperate sets of kids/dads about going to take whatever money was being handed over and buying themselves something, when it was clearly the last thing the kids wanted to do.

’nuff for tonight

A quickie

about freakouts

Had a student basically freak out in the class I was teaching in today. He yelled, grunted and then ran out of the class. This was at 9:00am and it set the tone for rest of the day

Having a rational discussion with an irrational person

about Bill O’Reilly

Now I don’t pretend to know a lot about Mr. O’Reilly. I really only know what I have learnt over the past few days reading different articles and watching different clips of his show on youtube (granted these may be biased and in turn has biased my thoughts towards Mr. O’Reilly).  Even with this bias the one thing I have noticed by watching the mass amounts of clips that pertains ti Mr. O’Reilly is that he is an irrational person. 

It is my belief that anyone who can not have a conversation with someone who holds an opposing view without yelling, puffing their cheeks and threatening to kick them off the show is irrational.  Mr. O’Reilly is so sure that his viewpoint on things is the only correct viewpoint that he rarely allows anyone who disagrees with him to complete their thought without interrupting them constantly with what he deems as the truth.  People like Mr. O’Reilly create falsehoods in order to perpetrate their belief system, take in point Mr. O’Reilly and his whole hearted support of the Iraq War. In order to beef up the validity of his belief systems he begins to talk about how he has been in combat, and I quote “I’ve been in combat, I’ve seen it, I’ve been close to it.  And if I’m in my unit and Ive got a captured guy..” Umm excuse me, Mr. O’Reilly, you have never been in military, you were a news personal covering the war.  Now while you may have seen some gunplay I have my doubts that what you experienced is anywhere close to what REAL soldiers have seen but again, in order to inflate Mr. O’Reilly’s point he must fabricate lies in order to try and prove his point.

This is my real problem with Bill O’Reilly he is an irrational thinker who unfortunately hosts one of the more popular newstype shows on television and because of this he is able to feed lies to the public (American, Canadian – whatever) and if the people watching his show are unable to think critically for themselves, they may start to believe these lies.  Lies beget lies, its really simple and if we as a public do not start to think for ourselves and allow the news media to do the thinking for us in the way of blatant lies, then no matter who is in the White House or is a leader of the country you live in…change can not occur. We must demand truth in reporting and when a news personality is caught in a blatant lies he/she must be held accountable for that.

Its back

about the Lost Season Premiere

I love when a good show comes back from hiatus. I hated waiting the 7 months for Lost to return but now that its here I’m trembling with anticipation** and what I like about this show is that they are doing a 60 minute catch up for those of us who have forgotten everything from season 1, it seems like forever since I’ve watched Season 1 (maybe two years ago). I watched both season 1 and season 2 back to back on DVD while I lived in the frigid Northern Arctic, where it snowed from October to May and I’m pretty sure that is why so many babies are conceived, there just isn’t much to do other than make babies during the winter months.  Back to Lost, I’m fairly sure that I’m going to be super tired tomorrow because I will stay up until I’ve watched the two our season premiere, only a little less than 2 hours because I have a PVR .

 

** okay so not really trembling but it sounded good

Canadians watching Obama

about where Canadians watched the inauguration today

I worked today so I was unable to watch Obama’s inauguration live today, however I was able to PVR it and am just about ti watch it as I do a little school work. I watched the 6 o’clock news (local) as I was making dinner and was struck with how much of the broadcast was devoted to the inauguration (almost the first 20 minutes). They talked about what happened, who was there, important noteworthy events and then about how many Canadians were watching the events unfold this morning. Which got me to thinking, where did my fellow Canadians watch the Innaguration this fine Tuesday morning?)

So if you are reading this (does anyone read this? — not that it matters, I write as a means to purge my soul of needless thoughts) and feel like jotting down where or if you watched, I’d love to hear from you.

Waiting

about things to do while I’m waiting for ‘the call’

Ive talked before about the life of a TOC and the waiting that we do.  What kills me is the morning waiting, will I get a call, won’t I get a call… its enough to drive me crazy. However this is not about my ability to white about not getting a call for work, nope this is about all the things I can do while waiting for ‘the call’.

I could:

1. Learn how to Knit

2. Watch The Office (as I’m doing right now)

3. Write a blog post

4. Read a book

5. Write an article on Wikipedia

6. Exercise (ugh!)

I’m sure I can come up with more, of the 6 I’ve done 4 while waiting.  I hate waiting.

Barack Obama

about why I love Barack Obama

Im a Canadian woman, living in Canada and I have a strong love for Barack Obama. Its purely a respect thing and in no way anything more. 

My favourite thing about Obama is his relationship with his family and how normal it seems. Today I caught about 30 minutes of the HBO Inauguration special and after Obama finished his speech he walked over ot his family, bent down to his oldest daughter and asked ”how was it”;(or at least I am assuming that is what he asked) and his daughter said back to him ”it was good|. He smiled and laughed at her and sat down. I loved this little interaction because to be honest he seems more real to me now and even though he has no direct affect on the political future of my country, I believe he can make a difference not only in the USA but the world.

Friday night lights

about why I watch this show

First off I really want some red twizzlers, just to get that out of the way. I’m also waiting for my vehicle to be finished getting its check up so I have some time on my hands.

I own the first two seasons of FNL, and I really liked the first season, hated the second and now the third started Friday night and its a mix of the two (hate n love).  It’s far better than the second but if it rivals the greatness of the first that remains to be seen.  I think the reason I like this show is because I come from a sports orientated hometown and my high school (while not as football crazed as Dillon high) was a football themed highschool (well sports in general) and yes its been a little over 10 years since I graduated (GASP!) not much has changed.  Its still showing up on the weekends and watching the football game that’s an annual event for those that go to my old HS.  Between hockey and football this town is sports crazy and I guess in a way my family is to. I grew up watching hockey, playing street hockey with the boys (was a bit of a tomboy I suppose) and to this day I can’t enter a rink without thinking of the many weekends watching my brother play hockey. Anyways I think the reason I enjoy FNL is because it reminds me of growing up and going to my HS football games.

A man’s voice

about when a man sings

I feel very fortunate that I enjoy a wide variety of music.  I like everything from 1960’s soul to new country, I love it when a man sings with a deep timbre voice (not as deep as say the guy from American Idol on Thursday) but deep ’nuff. Lately I’ve been surrounding myself with country music, male and female singers alike…..I find it soothing almost to hear the twang and guitars playing through my speakers, but what I like best is when a male singer adds just a lil twang to his voice when he sings — it’s not constant throughout the song but maybe in one spot you hear it. His voice hits an octave higher and with that higher octave my heart melts a little.

A great example of this is from Lady Antebellum’s song “I’m just looking for a good time”. The lead singer has such an amazingly deep voice and the shiver it throws down my spine just to hear him sing should be enough but he’s easy on the eyes at the same time.  Somewhere in the song, he throws in just a lil twang, enough to make my palms sweat. 

I used to think that I wanted to marry a man who could sing but the whole guy and the guitar singing to only you is only good in theory.  To have all that attention on you, would probably freak me out — this is part of the reason I want to elope to Vegas (when I meet someone, fall in love etc), however I’ll save the wedding in Vegas stuff for another post.

Best line of the night

about my love for The Office

“When their kids have giant heads and beet stained teeth”

Hands down best line of the night

I heart Jim Halpert!