incapricious and I are going to invent something to MAKE THE WORLD A BETTER PLACE.


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See? Now aren't you glad that's going to be in the world one day??


Okay, fine, I'll distract you with pretty: Ben | Martin.

There, now are you happy?

So, today. :(

Today can go put itself in the corner and think very carefully about what it has done.

Today I (again) confronted the reality that I am, in fact, not actually super-human. That I'm not a wonder woman who can be in 2-3 places at once and get 3948574 things done in one fell swoop. I am definitely on the "productive" end of the spectrum, I know this. But today was just one of those days where I felt completely and overwhelmingly human. Limited.

I hate that.



In other news, Sherlock is calling my name, though I can't decide if it is watching or writing I should be doing. Perhaps both.

I hope you're all doing well. ♥ If your day was anything like mine (I really hope not), then you probably need a pick me up. I went and collected links for a few of my very favorite commercials and put them ( here, under the cut for your enjoymentCollapse )

So, bad day. But good people in the world. So, yay. ♥


*gazes happily at icon*

It's Monday morning. Oh, is it Monday morning. *blinks* I've been up for nearly an hour and a half and I'm still not actually awake. I say, let's wake ourselves up with some funny vids! *points to icon*

So I hope most of you have seen the SNL short from a few years ago: Jizz in my Pants. I don't remember how long I laughed after I saw it the first time, but it's honestly fantastic in its earnest, fake boy band seriousness. It's the first video under the cut. Naturally, people in fandom have appropriated it for fanvids (as one should). I included two of them. Warning: the song is very catchy and you may end up humming it for most of the day.

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*loves*

Happy Monday to you all! ♥

We have a relatively new phone at our house that has a distinctly interesting (and lazy) feature wherein if you wait a moment after the second ring it tells you (in an odd computerized voice) who is calling. Like I said: lazy.

So, this morning when we were lying in bed, the phone rang.

phone: *rings*
kaalee: who in the hell is calling us before 8 am on a Saturday? I mean, probably someone that knows us because they know we're always up before now, but still...
phone: *rings again*
phone: call from Maryland...
kaalee/copilot: *ignore*
...
kaalee: so, who would we have gotten out of bed for if the state of Maryland just doesn't cut it?
copilot: I dunno, who do you think?
kaalee: Colin Morgan. *imitates phone* call from Colin Morgan... *mimes tearing out of bed to get to the phone*
copilot: *laughs*
kaalee: ok, so who else would we have gotten out of bed for?
copilot: ...
copilot: I think you might have the wrong pronoun for that one.
kaalee: I do? *thinks*
kaalee: Oh, we. *laughs* Well... maybe you would have gotten out of bed for Colin Morgan.
copilot: I think that is a distinct impossibility.

I said these (exact) words to one of my students today: Benjamin Franklin is not a fairy.


I'm still laughing. ♥ I love hearing some of the words that come out of my mouth during the school day and imagining them out of context. Just to be clear, though, had Benjamin Franklin been a fairy, I'm quite certain he would have wanted to be that fairy. It was awesome.



In other news, I'm heating water for tea to have while I finish up some work for tomorrow. What should I have: Mango Green Tea, Dragon Pearl Jasmine, or a Lavender White tea?

other, non-cast related things:

❀ thank you to nefernat for the lovely profile gift. ♥ (a seamus balloon!)

❀ much, much love to snegurochka_lee for the recent recs over at crack_broom. All of a sudden I had new comments on a story and I had no idea why. Thank you! ♥

❀ I've just registered for a two day teacher's workshop on Writing with children this summer. One of my idols is teaching it and I am just beside myself with excitement. We did a little webinar with her last spring and I learned so much from just that short hour -- imagine what I'm going to learn in two. whole. days! I'm so excited!!

❀ Is anyone else obsessed with the crazy-funny Old Spice commercial with the man (on the horse) my man could smell like? I seriously watch it over and over again and can't get enough.

❀ I want to do a wash-out hair coloring, but I'm totally nervous that it'll explode all over me like last time. Anyone want to predict when I will actually do this? Next weekend? April? October?

❀ y'all look adorable today -- that shirt really brings out the color in your eyes. *leer*


*much love*

So, after Monday's glorious hair color cum shot, I've managed to drop markers and pencils every day at Morning Meeting, trip over the chair of one of my students, have the book I was reading to my first graders slip out of my hands not once, but twice, and drop my chocolate cookie so hard that it shattered all over the hallway floor...

Enough so that we've taken to referring to me Droppy McDrop Drop on such occasions. (my idea)

Oddly enough, I was spot on in tap class last night; I remembered every step and was picking everything up rather quickly. Go figure.

I wish you could see my kids write, you guys. They're just taking on this idea of writing so others can read it, so they're re-reading all the time, leaving spaces, using Quick & Easy words (ie, the, and, like, and etc...), and stretching words out so they can hear all the sounds. Seriously, any locals want to come visit our Writer's Workshop one day? I think you guys would have a good time. I just hope I don't drop you. ♥

Now, I'm no expert.

But when one's do it yourself hair color bottle explodes when one is applying said hair color... and covers everything within a three foot radius... including the sink, the wall, the hairdryer, the toothbrush, all the Qtips, and oneself... and only misses one's eye because of one's lightning quick Quidditch reflexes...

I say the only appropriate course of action (after cleaning it all up) is to pour a glass of wine and surf the internet for things guaranteed to amuse.

Yes?


[dudes. Seriously. Only me. *shakes head*]

So, I got to have tea with some lovely ladies yesterday [♥] and discovered that many of them had never seen this funny boy band-type song from Saturday Night Live a while ago. I won't spoil the song, except to say that the poor singers suffer from an unfortunate side effect of being close to someone they're attracted to.



[edit: a youtube version is here]

Now, if you liked that version, here's a Supernatural vid to the same song, done by deirdre_c: Supernatural (in my pants). omg, I laughed myself silly over this one. She is brilliant.


Unfortunate side effect for viewers: the song gets stuck in your head. :) Small price to pay, though, I say.

At dinner tonight, when the woman seated us, she said, "Alex will be your server tonight." and walked away. Then she came right back and said, "Alex is in a meeting and will be right with you." So she told us the specials. A few minutes later there was no Alex, so she came back and took our drink orders. And then brought the drinks. And asked if we had any questions.

We didn't.

Still no Alex. Another server came over to take our orders. A different one checked with us to see how we were doing. We were fine. Ten minutes went by. Lady the first brought our food. In the middle of our meal, Alex finally came by the table. Yay, Alex!! He brought us... well... napkins.

Way to be totally unnecessary, dude.

After that copilot and I tried to think about what "in a meeting" might be code for. We came up with:

• not at work yet
• in the rest room
• having a cigarette out back
• actually a fictional character
• they had no idea where he was
• boffing one of the other other waiters/waitresses
• in the break room, about to get the high score in Pole Position

Other ideas?


Also, we were talking at dinner: what do you think Weird Al's friends call him? Al? Or maybe just Weird?

Continuing along with last night's little bit of fun, I apparently can't be trusted out in public.

This afternoon I went to Starbucks to get a bit of work done and was talking to the barista about his new (Red) apron and he told me that they contribute 5 cents to the Project (Red) Global Fund for every Christmas drink ordered. So, naturally I asked which ones were the Christmas drinks (a peppermint mocha one, an eggnog-chai one, and a gingersnap or gingerbread one).

me: Sure, give me a Gingersnap latte, then.
barista: Awesome, that's great!
me: Hey, I'm easy.
barista: *pause*
me: *pause*
other barista: *pause*
me: omg, pretend I didn't just say that. Can we try that again?
barista: *grin* Sure.
me: May I please have a tall Gingersnap latte, and that's all?
barista: You got it!
other barista: *waggles eyebrows* I'll make it extra good for you.
me: *facepalm*
barista guys: *grin at me*

See, I can't even do enough to keep a straight face in real life, no wonder I suck at the game!


In other news, I remember when weekends were a time for relaxing -- I want those days back! *loves you all* *runs off*

While browsing friendsfriends I found a great video linked by heidi8 - a "Barack Roll"



Seriously, tears of laughter over this one. ♥


In other news, on the drive home today, I had an inspiration for another 15 word drabblet. The first one woke me up one day a week or two ago:

Oliver frowned at the pubic hair on his pudding. Did it mean Percy was interested?


Here's what I came up with today. Part two, if you will:

Later, under assault from Oliver's clever fingers, Percy admits it was a rather fortunate mistake.

Okay. *snicker* I just had to share:

Today during Word Study, we were focusing on the "ar" sound. We had a whole pile of words and we were sorting them into three categories: ar (like 'star'), short a (like cat), and oddball. For example, "part" would fit under "ar", and "fast" would fit under "short a", but "calendar" would go under "oddball" because the "ar" actually makes the "er" sound. Make sense?

So, we were sorting, and discussing, and it was very cool. The children were very interested in "oddball" words, and we only ended up with two of them. At the end, one of the children said,

"Ms. Finnigan! Look, there are only two oddballs! And we have twelve just regular balls!"

The other kids nodded excitedly.

I'll admit that I had to stifle my initial reaction (sort of a snort, laugh, and guffaw) and made a sound something like: "snurrrrmght"

Ahhh, the joys of teaching first grade...

We have twelve regular balls!!!

Why do I feel like this is going to make me laugh for the next few days?

GIP, omg!!!!!!!!!

made by calixta9

In case you missed my surreal experience from this afternoon, omg, you should check it out.

And, on request from nefernat, I've drawn my experience into my little journal notebook thinger.

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All in all, though, it amused me to no end. :) I restate: Sometimes the world is a wonderfully strange place.

oh! and anyone can gack this icon if interested, calixta9 gave her permission. Just be certain to credit her!!

I had a class this morning, have an eye doctor appointment in an hour, and another class in about two hours.

Am sitting in Starbucks, because it's not enough time to go home and the locations of all of my appointments make the going home thing not worthwhile.

Anyway, so I'm sitting here looking at my flist when a teenaged boy (probably seventeen) walks in in sneakers and a towel wrapped around his waist. And that's all.

I kid you not.

Sometimes the world is a wonderfully strange place.

*

ETA: They just kicked him out of Starbucks b/c he wasn't wearing a shirt, but he's standing outside and, um. I'm nearly eighty-seven percent certain that he ain't wearin' anythin' under that towel. Oh my.

ETA 2: Now he's got another towel guy with him! Seriously! With a pink towel. And I'm fifty-six percent certain that that guy also has a healthy breeze 'round his privates.

ETA: 3 omg. Towel guy one is sitting at a table outside, facing me and he just sort of adjusted things and I happened to glance that way and, um, you know what they say about Scotsmen and what is under their kilt and so on... um... yeah.

I really need to leave here. It's getting too surreal. *pinches self to see if it's a dream*

I'm actually waiting for them to tell me I'm on Candid Camera.

*facepalm* I forgot to mention this before. jadarene, my new friend, *waves* is a writer of fabulously smutilicious dirty limericks. She writes one every day!! Yeah, no kidding!!! Well this week she is doing "Kink Week" on her journal and was looking for kink suggestions.

Wonderful things such as: foodsmut, cross-dressing, jocks, and so on had been mentioned. I added piercing meep. guh. *dies* to the list of suggestions. florahart agreeed that piercing would be good and then wondered if all of the aforementioned kinks could be incorporated into one dirty limerick. She tried and *sigh*, 'twas fabulous. I tried one that came out ok, and then girlsigh added in a D/H (<---- looky looky flist, D/H) limerick as well.

Well, jadarene is not the Queen of Dirty Limericks (yeah, I think she has the T-shirt) for nothing. How did I not know her before now?? She wrote one incorporating cross-dressing, piercing, jocks, make-up, and foodsmut. And not only that, she actually posted all of the limericks that her silly fangirls wrote... *is embarassed* So, go check them out. And tell her she's the Queen. And give her some chocolate.

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