I love that term…the title of a chapter/story in Sherwood Anderson’s Winesburg, OHIO, about Dr. Reefy who joys his thoughts on small pieces of paper, then wads them up into tight balls and deposits them in his coat pocket.
Here’s some paper pills to cure me of the headache brewed by too much coffee, too much running around, and too many papers to grade at once. If nothing else, this roundup serves as a respite from this grading quagmire that I can’t seem to crawl from…
* NoPed with iPods: Just read that somone in New York is introducing legislation to ban the use of iPods while crossing the street. With new technology comes new laws to control it…This will be something to watch nation worldwide. It took some pretty nasty accidents–deaths even–before all the public outcry over cellphones in the driver’s seat…
* Astronaughty: Gosh, if I hear another person question NASA’s psychological testing/screening process because astronaut Lisa Nowak donned a wig and trenchcoat and attempted to murder her “love rival” … Is it really so tough to believe that even the seemingly sanist people among us do loopy, or shall I use stellar/celestial language and say LUNE-Y things when it comes to love/sex? Don’t get me wrong–the info we have on the diaper-clad Nowak’s 900-mile trek with a sledgehammer, garden hose and bbgun, tells us that there is something just not right upstairs. I am not surprised that the psych screening didn’t catch it–it may not have been evident until she felt that some other lioness was creeping a little too closely to someone she claimed as her man.
* The artist once again known as Prince Super Bowl halftime show was ok–I admit to being a bit –just a bit– of a Prince fan back in his heyday (and mine). I own a couple of albums, and did see Purple Rain in the theater. The half-time show was good, yet a bit eerie: This guy has changed very little. His face looks the same, and he wears the same style clothes (with the addition of the do-rag that makes him look ready for washday). A couple of things come to mind.
A) The football-fan audience is singling along to Purple Rain. Um. Didn’t really fit the audience, and I am referring to the ticket-buying crowd in the stands…not the kids they bussed in to scream like it was 1999 around the stage. I really can’t see 50-year-old men swaying along to When Dove Cry, or jumping up and down for Oh, Baby I’m a Star…And we couldn’t see htem because it was dark.
B) It has been about 25 years since Prince was played at every dance club. Is this what this guy has to show for 25 years? I think I’ve actually done accomplished more, but I am sure I made less money. Who has more dignity? I’m not sure, since that do-rag bandadna headband is in the picture.
* Empty Desk: You’ve all heard that adage…An empty desk=empty mind. How about a Cluttered Desk? Do you wonder why I am asking?
* School Delays and Cancellations: I recall writing a diatribe distributed via e-mail to friends about what school delays and closings erroneously teach our youth–that it is ok to stay home if the roads are a bit slippery, or if it is cold. Weather rarely shuts down the working world, so this school closing trend is a bad lesson for kids…I see the manifestations of these lessons in my college students, who don’t want to come to class when high schools are canceled.
We should be teaching our kids to dress warmly, to prepare for anything mother nature lobs our way, to drive cautiously and to leave early. Instead our current school systems, fearing litigation I am sure, surrender–“Aw, just stay home where it is safe and warm.” –Of course there are days when this is necessary-I LOVE a snow day here and there to break up the routine. HOWEVER, Kids don’t stay home safe and warm. Either the parents have to lug them somewhere so that they can go to work, they stay home unsupervised, a parent calls off work, or even takes the kid to the office.
Oh, there are other alternatives, as I witnessed this week..It was too bloody cold for kids to be in school, but they were at Kohls…lots of teens were making good use of their time away from academics. Some of them weren’t wearing coats! And at the library–Don’t get excited at the thought of kids flocking to the library when school is closed; they were all at the computers Im-ing, and playing video games, and surfing the Internet. If they weren’t at a terminal, they were on a waiting list. You can get to the library, but you can’t get to school? Hmmmm.
* The Veterans’ Glass City Skyway is a site/sight you must check out. I spied it from my mother-in-law’s 9th-floor hospital room. As soon as it warms up a bit, I will take a drive out to Jamie Farr Park and get a better look. It is a classy addition to the skyline. My dad would have really enjoyed watching this go up. He got to see the very beginnnings of it before he died.
* On February. We’ve had a warm winter, certainly nothing to complain about. I wondered if this would change my feelings about February…which I term “the cruelest of months.” It hasn’t. I still dislike this month and I have already sunk into the Feb doldrums. It may be the shortest month, but it drags on and on and there seems no end in sight.
Pitchers and Catchers report to spring training this week. Lent begins on the 21st, which begins the long countdown to spring. Doesn’t matter. There is no hope in February. I’ll probably die in February. Wait, if I die happy, it will be any other other month…if I die unhappy, it will be in February UGH…how many more days?