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Saturday, October 19, 2002
We had joy, we had fun, we had blogging in the sun.
With the changing of the seasons comes my blog makeover. I figure it’s time for a change, and y’all are probably sick of black and blue. Am I right? I would also take this moment to update you on the to-be-happenings in my life. (And you thought you were just getting a scenery change!)
October 25-27 is Plymouth State College’s Homecoming Weekend. There’s nothing like autumn in Plymouth. The foliage is exceptional, the mountain air is crisp, and Rounds Hall will have been traditionally ‘pumpkined’. Plymouth State will be hosting Bentley College on Saturday afternoon, and after an evening of partying PSC style, I’ll be ready to brave the elements at Currier Field catching up with alumni.
Somewhere in here is Halloween, and Heather and I are debating between Salem, Redhook Brewery and something else, I think, that I can’t remember. Maybe Cliff’s brew will be ready by then, and Chuck will have a Halloween party…hint, hint boys!
November 2, if you read my previous blog, you know I’ll be at the Cooperative Middle School setting up for the Tim Janis concert. I am involved with a wonderful group of community members who are dedicated to bringing excellent musical, theatrical and visual arts to the greater Exeter area. Our goal is to enrich, educate and inspire the people of our community with multi-dimensional events that reach beyond the stage. This is the group’s fifth year anniversary, and it’s sure to be our best yet!
November 7-10 Heather and I will be taking our first trip together! We’re heading to NYC for a long weekend of sightseeing, good food, music, art and shopping. Mmmm…shopping. So hopefully when we get back we’ll each have stories to share and adventures to recreate for you.
Before I forget, I’d like to say congratulations to Michael and Meredith Potter who were married last weekend. (Also, Cat, Andy and Heather S., you are the best house guests in the world!)
“Superman had heat-ray eyes and freeze breath. He could kill you by looking at you or breathing on you. From across the room with no hands. But he didn't. If a villain tied him up in a crappy rope, Superman would just sit there and watch the guy launch a nuclear missile at a kindergarten. The super power he used most often was getting a 10-year-old boy to scream at his TV, "Your eyes shoot lasers, you stupid fucker! LASERS! Blow a hole in his head! Do you want the kids to die, super donglicker?! ASS!"”
-Munin504 (you have the best quotes)
Melissa Saturday, October 19, 2002
Wednesday, October 09, 2002
Shut Your Blog
As promised, since Musestarved updated her blog, I have returned to bring you more news and excitement. Unfortunately, there is not much of either. I have begun substituting at the middle school. I have learned a few things from these experiences, so I though I’d share them with you.
First of all, eating paper, swallowing paper for the sole purpose of regurgitating it, and spitballs are disgusting. What is the fascination with mushy, saliva covered gobs of paper? It makes no sense to me. (When I’m talking, you’re not.)
Secondly, study hall sucks. (I’ll sign passes AFTER I take attendance!) Not only for the kids, but for teachers too. There is no peace, no happy medium, and no work getting done in study hall. Who needs study hall, when they could just take more classes? (Stay in your seat!)
Movies are fun to watch. (Don’t play with the blinds!) Disney movies are fun to watch. 'Aladdin' and 'The Little Mermaid' are no longer fun to watch after twelve classes of “Friend Like Me”, and “Under the Sea.” The eighth graders felt that it was their duty to point out that Aladdin whispers “All the good teenagers take their clothes off” during one point, and we have to rewind three times. Did anyone else get that Ariel is marrying at 16 years old? What’s with that?
(Food is not for throwing. Don’t run in the halls. Don’t make me repeat myself.
Do you want to stay after school today? I can happily arrange that for you!)
And lastly, it really is the pits to be last picked for teams in gym class. Take it from me. I turned around after dismissing groups outside, and I had three sixth-grade boys who had been left behind by their classmates. Tears were welling up in their eyes, and it took all the control I could muster not to break down and cry with them, then scold their classmates for being so insensitive.
So, my advice for the day:
Paper is not for eating and don’t leave people out. (Do I make myself clear?)
Oh, and Andy? Middle school kids really will hump anything.
Melissa Wednesday, October 09, 2002
Tuesday, October 01, 2002
No blog for you!
Public Service Announcement:
Until Musestarved updates her page, there will be no further Hippie Music postings.
We apologize for any inconvenience.
"Hard work never killed anybody"
~some dead guy
Melissa Tuesday, October 01, 2002
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