May 22, 2010

Saturday Randoms

Have you seen a picture of the 'mascot' for the upcoming Olympics in London?


What is that about and when did it start? I'm content with the Olympic rings and the standard music. When did we need mascots? When the gymnastics competitions are going on, do the mascots stand around and cheer them on? When Michael Phelps is swimming, what are the mascots doing?

And did you see what they selected? Who lied to them and said these were good? They aren't even anything real.

They have ONE EYE.

That makes me think of TWO things... a cyclops and something very crude.

London Mascots.jpg

WHAT... were they thinking?

Is this a warm fuzzy? No. It's a deformed dick.

Enough said. (Sorry for the crudeness... kind of.)


I got pulled out of my new project that I call, 'The ring of fire' and got pulled onto an Army project. We're on mandatory overtime, 12 hour days, until it's complete.

I've never worked with the green guys before.

I don't know much, and it's a short lived gig for me, one of their contractors just needs some experience my group has, but I will say that I think that the Army probably gets the short end of the stick in a lot of things.

And I'll leave it at that.

I, however, do have the song "Be... All that you can be...' running through my head non-stop.


I'm in a current battle with the head of the science department at my older son's school. Quite frankly, in the 10 years that I've been fighting for my children and their education, I have absolutely NEVER been so pissed.

And I've tolerated a lot.

For instance, the fact that my second son logged on to check his grades, only to find he had an F in a class. He's a straight A student. Come to find out, the teacher is having some personal problems and didn't have time to get the grades right. She assured me he had an A.

I took a deep breath and moved on.

Or... well, let us just say educating Bones is a challenge. The teachers do an awful lot for us, my husband and I spend an awful lot of time at home working on HIM as a person, his responsibilities, and when a teacher gets petty and can't be the adult in the relationship, I take a deep breath and realize... they are human.

But this new thing has set me off and I've now involved the principal.

As I told a friend of mine, "What she has not realized yet is that I have absolutely no qualms of verbally slitting her jugular and walking through her blood as I leave and I will NEVER look back with regrets."

Don't f*ck with me.

My downfall is how I write and speak. My husband read the latest letter and told me I write too much as if I'm writing a novel, not so much length, but 'flare' as he put it.

I said, "Oh you mean I use big words?" I write like I speak. Piss me off and my language takes on a most definitive precise and elitist tone, and can be sarcastic and cutting.

There is no misunderstanding the tone when I write either.

I toned down the letter some, but left it as is. I want this all documented. I want everyone to have hardcopies. There needs to be NO DOUBT on how I feel about this situation.

Three more years and I don't have to deal with the foolishness.

And do you know what conclusion I've come to this year?

High school is a waste of time for the intelligent.

It is just marking time until you are 18 and can go to college. High school math and sciences are necessary as building blocks, math in particular. My son has such a fantastic English teacher, he's ready for college English NOW. He can get the history he needs in college, for I have found that they relegate history to something coaches can teach. If a coach can teach the subject, then let's move on to college.

Jaded? Perhaps. I'm just... not impressed. Anywhere.


My 2nd son is running for class president for his 8th grade year and it promises to be damn funny.

We're really excited! He may lose, and that's cool, but we're going to have a helluva lot of fun as he loses! (or wins...)


It is hotter than three hells, the oil thing is not getting better, and if we get a hurricane, it promise to suck. Very much. You folks up in CT can share our oil then...

Posted by Boudicca at May 22, 2010 02:39 PM

I wish it was just hot as one hell here, earlier in the week we had to have the furnance on. It's been that freaking cold up here in the great white north this spring.

But it's looking like a promising week because it's suppose to be in the mid to upper 80's. Of course going from the 50's to the upper 80's sucks big time.

Figures, I finally get a job and it gets warm. Can't win, just can't win.

Posted by: Quality Weenie at May 22, 2010 03:14 PM

Feel your outrage.

For me, it's getting a girl to Explorer scouts. I have zed problem with boy/girl stuff. God knows I enjoyed it even if I was too stupid to exploit it. My girl will know what she wants and God help the ones that only think they're special.

I gave temptation to my former wife. .22 pistol. Anyone not in the mafia can honestly stand there and think to oneself, ok, i can shoot this rotten little bastard 12 times without really killing him. Maybe even use the full magazine.

There probably should not be a universe between us and our public servants. I'll never know. It will be one of those, "sorry officer, she went by me so fast I didn't get a good look." lives. She is really smart. Going to private school starting soon. 2nd grade.

Have you ever gone, just you know, casually, to visit your child's teacher, with a baseball bat? just cause, ya know, you had it on account of another thing?

that's how I visit my public employees. "oh this, don't mind it. I brought it for mayhem." They think mayhem is something like cinqo de mayo.

Posted by: Curtis at May 22, 2010 04:23 PM

You go girl! I know you'll slice, dice, and leave them bleeding in the aisles and you will be victorious. You are far better at it than I am and I will cheer you all the way. If you need anyone to come stand by your family and back you up, you know I'll be there. Because I've dealt with the school systems and I know what you are going through and I know you are sooooo right.

Even more right about the "marking time" until college. I remember feeling that way when I was in HS. Hang in there, you can make it through. It does pass even if you think you'll never get there.

Posted by: Teresa at May 22, 2010 06:31 PM

you need ANY help with kicking the ass of a pathetic science teacher, you know who to call. I've got access to a bunch of good ones :-)

Posted by: caltechgirl at May 23, 2010 02:15 PM

Just wait a few years...the teacher mess will get even worse. The good ones are leaving in droves. Some will stay, but then the vacancies will be replaced by a today, gone tomorrow. And this teacher-package that Obama is planning...don't even get me started.

Posted by: Mrs. Who at May 24, 2010 05:24 PM

Bou... the mascots for the London games are supposed to be drops of steel from the making of a girder for the new olympic stadium, some author has written a few storybooks now about the drops. Read it on one of the London news sites. They do look rather, well, crude to me too.

Posted by: Brian at May 25, 2010 09:56 AM