Being home alone is awesome. Unless your me. Either I have developed a serious attatchment to my girls (who are gone today), or I am just a wuss. Maybe a little of both. Its like way to late for a nerdy high school teacher to be up blurging, but I just have all this extra time to kill, yah right. Rache and the 3 crazies are all up in Clearfiled by this time and I pretty much miss them too much. I used to have the time of my life when it was all empty in the house (before marriage mind you), running round in my undies & catagorizing CD's.
Man, times have a changed. Its pretty sweet having little girls who climb all over me and beat me up and stuff. Even Rachel gets into it soemtimes, she just likes to pound me around and do crazy amateur circus tricks. I'm already missing them and I cant wait to see them tomorrow night.
Tomorrow I am showing a movie in my class for the first time all year. I always try not to show flicks, especially in Sp.Ed. class. But every day before a holiday, the kids are nuts and are pretty much worthless with their attention spans, and with a consequent heaping of ADD, ADHD, SLD, ED, or just plaing doofus syndrome, they just need a movie to keep them interested for a few minutes to get them out the door. I'm showing the old Robin Hood movie where Kevin Costner has a sweet mullet. We are covering the middle ages and so it is a little appropriate I guess.
I'm stoked to get up to Utah and hang out for a few days. I'm ready to destroy some bunnies, some turkeys, and of course bless Lucy. We have Rachel's Mom's bishop letting us bless her in his ward on a non fast Sunday. Which is great so everyone can come. I really wanted to bless her here, but thank goodness Rachel was the smart one and pulled us all up there. I'm glad I married her, because over time I really dont have to think that much I guess. She always makes the best decesions it seems like- I mean look who she married! HAHA. No- seriously, she has a pretty settled and confiding regulation of common sense. Alot of people could get along better just doind what Rachel says, just ask her. Well its late and I prpbably should not have written all this much, just remember I am not responsible for anything I metally or physically produce after 10pm.
Peace Out
BRIAN
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
An update
Hey there kids, I have not updated my blurg for some time and it needs to be done. Like anyone responds or comments to my entries anyway. So life has been crazy the last few weeks. Here's what went down yesterday. Rachel took the girls to get some shoes at the store and so Lucy and I hung out together for most of the day. Translation: Lucy slept through the day and I watched 7 episodes of 24. Season 5 is getting intense. I called Jefferson up and told him he reminded me of the "Edgar" - (who dies from nerve gas). Only Jeff is slightly less proportioned in weight. So after my 24 maraton - I got to go do a fountain at the Hard Rock hotel. It was a small gig with only 80 people so a little bit of chocolate went a long a way. So I set the mofo up and jetted out to the House of Blues to see Dragonforce! Hot Dog I was excited. Right before the opening band came on- the CEO of "The Chocolate Guy / Las Vegas" called me and let me know the fountain was not doing well and looked carppy. the CEO / Boss (Rachel) said to get back there and fix it up. DANM! No re-entry to the House of Blues. Well- business before pleasure I guess. Too bad the business screwed up my pleasure. So I talied it over to the party at Hard Rock and much to my sidmay - the OCD party planner just didnt like how much choclate was in the fountain. It was just fine - he wanted it to look really full. Thanks alot dude, you screwed me out of a sweet power metal concert. No biggy- I filled it up and kept their confidence. You see the chocloate foundtain business is a fickle industry. Sometimes your clients just want more, and you gotta be there for em. Soooo, back to H.O.B. I forked over my next months alowance and got in to see the band. I got to see about 3.5 songs (songs lasting 6-8 minutes really) and had to go back to get the fountain. What a night. At least I put a few miles on the van to write off when taxes are due. Yah!
I'm getting excited for Thanksgiving, mostly to shoot some rabbits if everyone can get together. PLanning a hunting trip is tricky with everyones schedules - hope we can pull it off. We have decided I think to bless Lucy in Utah somewhere that weekend. Its an off Fast-Sunday, so we might have to do it in someones house. I dont really want to - but thats the only way we could get everyone there together. We once again are coming to Utah for the greater good I always say. Rachel and I really love Vegas, but its a pickle to get these big events organized so all the fam can jump in with it. So - everyone who wants to come to Lucy's blessing- keep your ears open wherever its going to be.
Quotes of the week for my class:
"Chop your own wood and you'll get warm twice."
Henry Ford
"You make your own bed"
Conscious Adult
ROCK!!!
I'm getting excited for Thanksgiving, mostly to shoot some rabbits if everyone can get together. PLanning a hunting trip is tricky with everyones schedules - hope we can pull it off. We have decided I think to bless Lucy in Utah somewhere that weekend. Its an off Fast-Sunday, so we might have to do it in someones house. I dont really want to - but thats the only way we could get everyone there together. We once again are coming to Utah for the greater good I always say. Rachel and I really love Vegas, but its a pickle to get these big events organized so all the fam can jump in with it. So - everyone who wants to come to Lucy's blessing- keep your ears open wherever its going to be.
Quotes of the week for my class:
"Chop your own wood and you'll get warm twice."
Henry Ford
"You make your own bed"
Conscious Adult
ROCK!!!
Monday, October 20, 2008
More Show off Pictures of Lucy
Some Artsy Pictures Rachel took and they look pretty good.
Grandpa, getting some hugging on.
Grandpa, getting some hugging on.
Lone Man In The Wilderness
Well, I'm not that alone now! Just the only dude in the bunch of girls! I love it!
My Grandpa - Clayton Frei who passed away some time ago had 4 girls. I am getting closer to him all the time. My wife Rachel gave birth to a perfect little girl on Oct. 13th at 8am. Lucy Elizabeth Walker came into our world without any flaws accept she eats and sleeps all the time. She better learn to pull her share in this house, especially with Leah & Annie running things upstairs.
I"m pretty happy these days, with our new little daughter here, new house, and finally my contract signed with CCSD. Rachel and I have worked pretty hard here in Vegas and the last few months have been quite a roller coaster of events. But we are so blessed to have great families helping us along the way, and so our new life begins. Plus the new Metallica album rocks my face off like every day!
Check out the photos.
My Grandpa - Clayton Frei who passed away some time ago had 4 girls. I am getting closer to him all the time. My wife Rachel gave birth to a perfect little girl on Oct. 13th at 8am. Lucy Elizabeth Walker came into our world without any flaws accept she eats and sleeps all the time. She better learn to pull her share in this house, especially with Leah & Annie running things upstairs.
I"m pretty happy these days, with our new little daughter here, new house, and finally my contract signed with CCSD. Rachel and I have worked pretty hard here in Vegas and the last few months have been quite a roller coaster of events. But we are so blessed to have great families helping us along the way, and so our new life begins. Plus the new Metallica album rocks my face off like every day!
Check out the photos.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Saturday, September 27, 2008
My 8 list
Its been a long time since I updated my blurg – SO here is some stuff to chew on.
Rachel sent me these 8 things on list and she always gives me a grin what she writes. Something
that Rachel and I somewhat agree on in life is television and a few other things. Our shows are
kind of the same – so here is my list.
8 T.V. Shows I love to watch (Oh this is going to be good)
1.The Office – man how could you not love this crazy show. I used to work at this place called Marketstar some years ago – and a lot of this show reminds me of the desk / cubicle life. Creed is the best.
2.Seinfeld – Rachel and I got hooked on this show when we were newlyweds. We had free cable and for our first several months together we would go home at night and watch a few episodes. I never liked it until then for some reason, but I love it now.
3.Jackass – I don’t care what you or anyone thinks, this show was the best college program for me and about 10 other friends who had nothing better to do. This show provided so much inspiration and uplifting ideas for us to do while trying to make the great transition from college to adult life. This probably contributed to my ongoing struggle to make it to adulthood still. Its never funny until someone gets hurt.
4. 24 – Jack Bauru is the meanest S.O.B. and toughest manly man on TV. I am still trying to catch up on season 4 so I have a lot to watch. In many ways – I see good ol Jack as a role model, and as I am a teacher in High School, I really can relate with torture techniques and interrogation methods to save the greater good of the country. I gotta get some posters of this show for my classroom.
5. Dirty Jobs – I haven’t seen this show in a while – but every episode is awesome. I’d like to get them on DVD to watch over and over.
6. That show where they tear down houses and build huge ones for poor families. I cant remember the name of the show. But I admit it gets you a little emotional every time. Its cool to see little kids get rooms built into party pads and sleep on giant skateboards and guitars and stuff. The builders are kind of crazy – but the families get so excited I love it.
7. The X-files – I got into that show during the last two seasons- and the re-runs are awesome. Turn out the lights and watch it alone. Guaranteed to get scared.
8. Headbangers Ball on MTV – I’m talking about the old school late 80’s and early 90’s show with real metal and hardcore bands getting decent exposure on network television. I discovered so many rad bands from that show. Now MTV sucks so bad – all they show is a bunch of snot nose gap kids arguing in fake reality shows.
9. Beavis and Butthead – this makes 9 but that was one funny show.
8 things that happened yesterday:
1.Took a short nap after one long and crazy day.
2.Finally got through to the district office and learned that besides them being the slowest organization on earth, they approved my file for hire to get a contract! FINALLY!!!!!!
3.Got to school before 6:30am and impressed my principle I got there before he did. I needed to get a conference call with him to the district and move along my application for final hire. I was sitting there when he walked up to his office – and there I was. Yah, I am bragging – but I really was fed up and impatient to get my file going.
4. Introduced Dragonforce’s new CD to a few lucky students who showed up before school started.
5. Talked extensively about preparing our future food storage in our new house with Rachel. What grown ups we are…
6. Ate dinner at Mimi’s with my family, and watched Leah and Annie spread quite a mess across the table.
7.Squirted Leah and Annie with a watergun in the tub much to their dislike.
8. The best part of the day was seeing and letting Rachel step on my back for fun. The girls were walking on my back – because their weight is ample enough to sooth me after a long day, then Rachel decided to take a step up on my back. She actually loosened me up really well. She couldn’t stop laughing and I think my right kidney is a little displaced, but we all had fun stepping on my back.
8 favorite places to eat
1.In n Out
2.Capriotis
3.El Matador (Ogden)
4.Ligoris (Ogden)
5.Ricardos
6. Robertos
7. My house (Rachel makes a bread pudding that brings my house down!)
8. Charmaine’s (sorry Mom – she’s got pretty good cookies and pies)
8 things I am looking forward to:
1.Seeing Lucy join our family in a few weeks
2.Getting squared away with CCSD and finally getting going with teaching.
3.Starting the “project” for the girls Christmas present
4.Moving into our new house and putting up my office in the corner of the garage (where Rachel
told me I can go for “my” area.)
5.The new Clive Cussler book coming out soon.
6. Getting back to UNLV to start a Ph.D. in Ed.
7.Skiing and blowing away some jackrabbits this winter
8.Annie getting out of her “Barney DVD” phase. I hate that show and that’s all she wants to watch.
9. The release of “The Chris Isaak Show” on DVD.
8 things on my wish list:
1.Lots of power tools
2.Starting a savings account, post Grad School life is pretty budget.
3. Acceptance in to UNLV PHD program
4. Pay off student loans
5. A brain for the new president of our country
6. Stiffer penalties for parole violators Stan, and world peace.
7. Invisibility
8. A scooter
Rachel sent me these 8 things on list and she always gives me a grin what she writes. Something
that Rachel and I somewhat agree on in life is television and a few other things. Our shows are
kind of the same – so here is my list.
8 T.V. Shows I love to watch (Oh this is going to be good)
1.The Office – man how could you not love this crazy show. I used to work at this place called Marketstar some years ago – and a lot of this show reminds me of the desk / cubicle life. Creed is the best.
2.Seinfeld – Rachel and I got hooked on this show when we were newlyweds. We had free cable and for our first several months together we would go home at night and watch a few episodes. I never liked it until then for some reason, but I love it now.
3.Jackass – I don’t care what you or anyone thinks, this show was the best college program for me and about 10 other friends who had nothing better to do. This show provided so much inspiration and uplifting ideas for us to do while trying to make the great transition from college to adult life. This probably contributed to my ongoing struggle to make it to adulthood still. Its never funny until someone gets hurt.
4. 24 – Jack Bauru is the meanest S.O.B. and toughest manly man on TV. I am still trying to catch up on season 4 so I have a lot to watch. In many ways – I see good ol Jack as a role model, and as I am a teacher in High School, I really can relate with torture techniques and interrogation methods to save the greater good of the country. I gotta get some posters of this show for my classroom.
5. Dirty Jobs – I haven’t seen this show in a while – but every episode is awesome. I’d like to get them on DVD to watch over and over.
6. That show where they tear down houses and build huge ones for poor families. I cant remember the name of the show. But I admit it gets you a little emotional every time. Its cool to see little kids get rooms built into party pads and sleep on giant skateboards and guitars and stuff. The builders are kind of crazy – but the families get so excited I love it.
7. The X-files – I got into that show during the last two seasons- and the re-runs are awesome. Turn out the lights and watch it alone. Guaranteed to get scared.
8. Headbangers Ball on MTV – I’m talking about the old school late 80’s and early 90’s show with real metal and hardcore bands getting decent exposure on network television. I discovered so many rad bands from that show. Now MTV sucks so bad – all they show is a bunch of snot nose gap kids arguing in fake reality shows.
9. Beavis and Butthead – this makes 9 but that was one funny show.
8 things that happened yesterday:
1.Took a short nap after one long and crazy day.
2.Finally got through to the district office and learned that besides them being the slowest organization on earth, they approved my file for hire to get a contract! FINALLY!!!!!!
3.Got to school before 6:30am and impressed my principle I got there before he did. I needed to get a conference call with him to the district and move along my application for final hire. I was sitting there when he walked up to his office – and there I was. Yah, I am bragging – but I really was fed up and impatient to get my file going.
4. Introduced Dragonforce’s new CD to a few lucky students who showed up before school started.
5. Talked extensively about preparing our future food storage in our new house with Rachel. What grown ups we are…
6. Ate dinner at Mimi’s with my family, and watched Leah and Annie spread quite a mess across the table.
7.Squirted Leah and Annie with a watergun in the tub much to their dislike.
8. The best part of the day was seeing and letting Rachel step on my back for fun. The girls were walking on my back – because their weight is ample enough to sooth me after a long day, then Rachel decided to take a step up on my back. She actually loosened me up really well. She couldn’t stop laughing and I think my right kidney is a little displaced, but we all had fun stepping on my back.
8 favorite places to eat
1.In n Out
2.Capriotis
3.El Matador (Ogden)
4.Ligoris (Ogden)
5.Ricardos
6. Robertos
7. My house (Rachel makes a bread pudding that brings my house down!)
8. Charmaine’s (sorry Mom – she’s got pretty good cookies and pies)
8 things I am looking forward to:
1.Seeing Lucy join our family in a few weeks
2.Getting squared away with CCSD and finally getting going with teaching.
3.Starting the “project” for the girls Christmas present
4.Moving into our new house and putting up my office in the corner of the garage (where Rachel
told me I can go for “my” area.)
5.The new Clive Cussler book coming out soon.
6. Getting back to UNLV to start a Ph.D. in Ed.
7.Skiing and blowing away some jackrabbits this winter
8.Annie getting out of her “Barney DVD” phase. I hate that show and that’s all she wants to watch.
9. The release of “The Chris Isaak Show” on DVD.
8 things on my wish list:
1.Lots of power tools
2.Starting a savings account, post Grad School life is pretty budget.
3. Acceptance in to UNLV PHD program
4. Pay off student loans
5. A brain for the new president of our country
6. Stiffer penalties for parole violators Stan, and world peace.
7. Invisibility
8. A scooter
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Who needs em!
So on July 30th, I was wrapping up some stuff with our house in Ogden, and finally put up a for sale by owner sign. Yah, we sold it in 9 days! I got a call yesterday (7-8) from a local guy, thank goodness not a realestate agent and we decided a final price over the phone, and BAM! Sold!
Given we were here in LV and my parents were cool to show the house to this couple and they fortunatley loved it and wanted it immediatley. Cool beans.
In the first week we got about 9 trillion calls from the cheesiest, vulture born real estate agents trying to get us to hand over the reins of selling to them. You know, I dont see how some people make money at something that you dont really need them for. I havent had alot of experience at selling properties, but this was so easy. I probably sound pretentious here, but we did not need some bozo agent dragging their feet on this. What's so hard?
I guess you need professional assistance in some cases, but it was just so awesome. I guess we're just blessed.
Given we were here in LV and my parents were cool to show the house to this couple and they fortunatley loved it and wanted it immediatley. Cool beans.
In the first week we got about 9 trillion calls from the cheesiest, vulture born real estate agents trying to get us to hand over the reins of selling to them. You know, I dont see how some people make money at something that you dont really need them for. I havent had alot of experience at selling properties, but this was so easy. I probably sound pretentious here, but we did not need some bozo agent dragging their feet on this. What's so hard?
I guess you need professional assistance in some cases, but it was just so awesome. I guess we're just blessed.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
I'm the rodeo princess!
So the tradition goes if your a rodeo princess competitor you tradtionally need to use 6.5 ounzes of Aquanet to primp for the big night. Last night was not the case when we had the pleasure of sitting next to Miss Rodeo Utah for several minutes. Jenna Whitaker (current reigning rodeo royalty of Utah) came and sat right behind us to visit with some friends or something. She was so kind to let Leah and Annie climb on her lap and make some little girl memories. I mean, who can resist Hot Pink Wranglers, Sequins with embroidered bumble bees and paisley, and what impressed me especially - No huge hair. This gal was classy, no frizz and no pasta sized curls past the waste. Fun night.
Check out the pix.
Check out the pix.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Cheeburger Heart Attack
On July 7th I partook in what only America has to offer in the way of encouraging poor eating. Actually Rachel made the comment while we were eating at the famous Cheeburger down the street from our place. She said "only in America do we encourage eating like this.."
My cousins Crimson & Krista visited for the week and we decided to try this new place out. The menu was pretty cool, in that you can build your own burger with many tasty items. Then you pick the size of your creation.
My cousins Crimson & Krista visited for the week and we decided to try this new place out. The menu was pretty cool, in that you can build your own burger with many tasty items. Then you pick the size of your creation.
Well this place offered the cholesterol bomb size portion of exactly 1 pound of beef (not including the massive bun, chopped garlic, and dripping ranch dressing). Holy snappers, this monstrosity actually mooed back at me I think. It was initially an intimidating sight to behold. But the darn thing was pretty good. I was really trying to show off for my now truly impressed daughters. Little Annie kept rubbing my arm and coaching me along as only she can do when it comes to tackling a larger meal. Rachel was going to throw up for me she said because she was pretty repulsed by this display.
I experienced such a blood pressure increasing sensation from the overload of meat that it made me wonder why do manly men do such things?
Answer; because it’s awesome! I dominated that damn burger and got my picture on the wall of one pounder eaters!!
So if any of you hippie skeptics who like to eat tree bark instead of a sweet juicy pound of American heart attack beef, please go to this address and behold my photo on the wall of Cheeburger awesomeness.
Game, Set, Match…
I experienced such a blood pressure increasing sensation from the overload of meat that it made me wonder why do manly men do such things?
Answer; because it’s awesome! I dominated that damn burger and got my picture on the wall of one pounder eaters!!
So if any of you hippie skeptics who like to eat tree bark instead of a sweet juicy pound of American heart attack beef, please go to this address and behold my photo on the wall of Cheeburger awesomeness.
Game, Set, Match…
Here is an excerpt from the menu:
Our Famous Pounder $11.49 Actually a huge 20 ounces!(weight before cooking)
Cheeburger Cheeburger - Las Vegas8390 S. Rainbow Blvd.at Rainbow and ShelbourneLas Vegas,NV(702) 220-3912
Our Famous Pounder $11.49 Actually a huge 20 ounces!(weight before cooking)
Cheeburger Cheeburger - Las Vegas8390 S. Rainbow Blvd.at Rainbow and ShelbourneLas Vegas,NV(702) 220-3912
Monday, June 30, 2008
Good jokes
A few good jokes for ya.
Q: How many kids with ADD does it take to screw in a light buld?
A: I want Ice Cream!!
Q: How many emo kids does it take to screw in a light buld?
A: Who cares, let them cry in the dark.
Q: How many kids with ADD does it take to screw in a light buld?
A: I want Ice Cream!!
Q: How many emo kids does it take to screw in a light buld?
A: Who cares, let them cry in the dark.
Back home in the city of lights!
Got back home last week from student teaching in Utah. Its so nice to be back with my girls. You know I think I am growing up a little bit. Here's why; You see I am a somewhat of a music nerd. I love going to concerts (the last count has hit aroud 150 or so) and for the last 10 years straight I have hit the Warped Tour in SLC no matter what. Well, this year things changed some. I missed my girls so bad I couldn't handle it. I was to stay in Ogden for student teaching to end for the week, and the last two days I wasnt needed. Instead of Rocking Out at would have been #11 Warped Tour in a row - I zipped home the see the real love's of my life - R,L, & A. I thought about the 11+ hour punk rock, sunburned, blow out mini vacation I treat myself to each year, and this time it just didnt compare to watching Leah kick around the deep end with her floaties, Annie eating stuff in the shallow end, and floating Rachel around with her big pregnant belly.
Its all ok though - because I'll be seeing Rancid next week at the House Of Blues with Jefferson Clayton.
Its all ok though - because I'll be seeing Rancid next week at the House Of Blues with Jefferson Clayton.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Ogden Canyon Last Night
Jesse called me up last night and we headed to Windsor's cabin for a dip in the hot tub. Best I've slept in days. Just needed Rachel and the girls there.
Here Pine View dam ready to overflow. I've never seen it this high ever. Man, send some to Vegas!
Here Pine View dam ready to overflow. I've never seen it this high ever. Man, send some to Vegas!
Good one of the start of Ogden Canyon... Lovely Green...
Monday, June 2, 2008
What a weekend
Back in Utah for student teaching. It was hard to leave my girls (R,L,A) but have to do it. Today was crazy becuase I was so tired. I sat next to a doofus who snored the whole flight from LV to SLC, and I was all wound up from flying. I couldnt get to sleep unti like 2am for some reason. So, tonight after some home made meatball dinner of some kind, I'm getting to bed early. This is really for my wife to catch up on what I was up to today.
Anyway, I'm in an empty house going at it on this blurg, and getting lonely for my girls to play with. But you gotta to what you gotta do.
Anyway, I'm in an empty house going at it on this blurg, and getting lonely for my girls to play with. But you gotta to what you gotta do.
Monday, May 26, 2008
A few pictures to check out. Taken in Utah recently
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Poor Talkuh
I’m back today after a weeks sabbatical. My wife informed me that a BLURG needs to be updated daily. Well, its been a long week and I got the most inspiration to write while sitting in a boring class.
First, here is another story about Mrs. Talkuh.
We have this class for 6-7 hours on Saturday and 4 hours on Friday night. Yes, it’s so exciting to be here. Let’s have a moment of respect for the makers of the laptop. If not for this nice Compaq computer in front of me, I would probably be chewing my own skin off my hand.
Mrs. Talkuh, did it again last night. She stepped out for a potty break, and I did so as well a few minutes later. As I walked out of our room she was returning.
Now - let’s step back for a minute and put the funny part of this moment together.
Friday night we meet in a room on the 3rd floor of a building at UNLV. Our room we are in Friday is right across the hall from the room we meet in for Saturday. Easy to remember right? One night here and the next day, there. Right across the hall, simple. Well, good ol Talkuh demonstrated her swiftness again. I exited our Friday night room (where everyone was sitting) and Talkuh was returning.
Talkuh, instead of coming back to our room approached the Saturday room (right across the hall). This might have been excusable as a small mistake.
HOWEVER!, she caught my eye and made visual contact with me (right as I was leaving our current room), then proceeded to enter the Saturday room.
Oh Talkuh, poor Talkuh. How do you function?
Here is the best part. Talkuh, enters the Saturday room, (and by this time I have stopped mid hallway to witness the show) and then discovers the room is filled with complete strangers. These strangers are of course students in another class.
Insult to major injury now, is that there was a male professor lecturing rather loudly. You could hear the lecture through the propped open door. So now, Talkuh stands for exactly 2 uncomfortable and blank seconds before she blurts out, “Uuuoohhh..”.
Now, at this point I have decided that I would actually pay money to see more moments like this. It’s tragically hilarious to encounter such mind numbing people like this.
So there you have the weekly story of the mis-adventures of Talkuh. She and her husband by the way had matching red sweaters on. They might have been going to a Sadie Hawkins dance after, who knows?
First, here is another story about Mrs. Talkuh.
We have this class for 6-7 hours on Saturday and 4 hours on Friday night. Yes, it’s so exciting to be here. Let’s have a moment of respect for the makers of the laptop. If not for this nice Compaq computer in front of me, I would probably be chewing my own skin off my hand.
Mrs. Talkuh, did it again last night. She stepped out for a potty break, and I did so as well a few minutes later. As I walked out of our room she was returning.
Now - let’s step back for a minute and put the funny part of this moment together.
Friday night we meet in a room on the 3rd floor of a building at UNLV. Our room we are in Friday is right across the hall from the room we meet in for Saturday. Easy to remember right? One night here and the next day, there. Right across the hall, simple. Well, good ol Talkuh demonstrated her swiftness again. I exited our Friday night room (where everyone was sitting) and Talkuh was returning.
Talkuh, instead of coming back to our room approached the Saturday room (right across the hall). This might have been excusable as a small mistake.
HOWEVER!, she caught my eye and made visual contact with me (right as I was leaving our current room), then proceeded to enter the Saturday room.
Oh Talkuh, poor Talkuh. How do you function?
Here is the best part. Talkuh, enters the Saturday room, (and by this time I have stopped mid hallway to witness the show) and then discovers the room is filled with complete strangers. These strangers are of course students in another class.
Insult to major injury now, is that there was a male professor lecturing rather loudly. You could hear the lecture through the propped open door. So now, Talkuh stands for exactly 2 uncomfortable and blank seconds before she blurts out, “Uuuoohhh..”.
Now, at this point I have decided that I would actually pay money to see more moments like this. It’s tragically hilarious to encounter such mind numbing people like this.
So there you have the weekly story of the mis-adventures of Talkuh. She and her husband by the way had matching red sweaters on. They might have been going to a Sadie Hawkins dance after, who knows?
Saturday, March 1, 2008
More about the same class
Remember the gal that I made so much fun of in class in the last BLURG?
Well, this particular gal has her particular husband next to her in class. Well, never before has the phrase “birds of feather flock together..”
This dude is your stereotypical nerd. He’s got that chubby computer guy thing going on.
-Pants are pulled up past the bellybutton.
-We’ve also caught him snorting while he laughs a few times.
-He’s been guilty of jumping up to help with the technology in the classroom when it goes crazy.
Our teacher had a few hassles with getting some things turned on, switched over, etc.
Well then this Poindexter leaps out of his seat and quickly waddles to the front “Lets see… This is interesting phenomenon I’ve seen… This s how you do it…”. And before you know it, he’s shoved the professor out of the way, and he’s bent half over with eyes squinted looking intently at every blinking thing in the room assessing things. Then he whips 3 flash drives out of his fanny pack ready to back up some data and save the day.
You know these dudes, they start sweating immediately at I love to watch him fumble about looking more like a dork than really helping.
Well, the professor put us in groups at the end of class just now and we unknowingly were segregated into all boy and girl groups. All we did was discuss some mini articles.
After we finished the professor commented that she did not know that she put us in girl and boy groups.
Well the husband of Mrs. “Talk..uh….” blurts out:
“Boys have a penis and girls have a vagina!... (voiced in a little kid manner)”
…Obvious reference to the old movie Kindergarten Cop.
Well, I had an immediate picture in my mind of Steve Carrel playing the idiot boss from The Office. You know; the poor stupid guy who just sticks his foot way too far in his mouth all the time.
I invite you all to visit with me next week this class, and see what I’m talking about.
I’m not making this up. I’m really not.
My borrowed tuition money is being put to some good use I’d say here.
Peace out everyone
B
Well, this particular gal has her particular husband next to her in class. Well, never before has the phrase “birds of feather flock together..”
This dude is your stereotypical nerd. He’s got that chubby computer guy thing going on.
-Pants are pulled up past the bellybutton.
-We’ve also caught him snorting while he laughs a few times.
-He’s been guilty of jumping up to help with the technology in the classroom when it goes crazy.
Our teacher had a few hassles with getting some things turned on, switched over, etc.
Well then this Poindexter leaps out of his seat and quickly waddles to the front “Lets see… This is interesting phenomenon I’ve seen… This s how you do it…”. And before you know it, he’s shoved the professor out of the way, and he’s bent half over with eyes squinted looking intently at every blinking thing in the room assessing things. Then he whips 3 flash drives out of his fanny pack ready to back up some data and save the day.
You know these dudes, they start sweating immediately at I love to watch him fumble about looking more like a dork than really helping.
Well, the professor put us in groups at the end of class just now and we unknowingly were segregated into all boy and girl groups. All we did was discuss some mini articles.
After we finished the professor commented that she did not know that she put us in girl and boy groups.
Well the husband of Mrs. “Talk..uh….” blurts out:
“Boys have a penis and girls have a vagina!... (voiced in a little kid manner)”
…Obvious reference to the old movie Kindergarten Cop.
Well, I had an immediate picture in my mind of Steve Carrel playing the idiot boss from The Office. You know; the poor stupid guy who just sticks his foot way too far in his mouth all the time.
I invite you all to visit with me next week this class, and see what I’m talking about.
I’m not making this up. I’m really not.
My borrowed tuition money is being put to some good use I’d say here.
Peace out everyone
B
Class Today
Well I am sitting in a class right now on Saturday morning (with my laptop) at UNLV. This is my life for the last 3 years. Fortunately, I earned my Masters of Education in Special Education from UNLV last December. And my awesome wife earned her Masters in Public Health, at the same time. Yah, we are proud of that!
We graduated the same day, and had our 2 girls go through the whole process with us. I am still taking classes for beefing up my license I will get by the Fall. Its ongoing and perpetual I guess being a teacher. You can always up your availability with endorsements and what not. So that’s what I am up to today.
I’m sitting in a class talking, and listening, rolling my eyes. Then slight variations of those things. The class I am currently in is a TESOL endorsement class. TESOL is an acronym for Teaching English Second something something Language. It’s a requirement that the state will require for all teachers in the next couple years to have. Las Vegas primarily and pretty much most classrooms in the Western United States will have the need for teachers to be qualified in accommodating students that are using English as a second language.
It’s a “red-tape hoop class” I call it. I’m not learning another language (because traditional white middle class people living in America are too lazy to learn another language – like me!), but I am supposedly getting qualified to help kids be up to speed with English based educational settings. So yes, it’s about as exciting as cleaning your oven.
However I am surrounded by a few other students today that have peaked my disappointment in not only the state of humanity, but my interest on telling a few entertaining stories about these guys.
Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy my classes and what I am learning. But some of these students (who ironically are teaching others) really redefine the “mouth-breathing” factor.
There is one gal in particular (get it straight you ninnies right now that I am not sexist) in the front row that really let the 2 brain cells she harbors get into a burly fight.
So my professor led a simulated discussion between her (acting as an elementary teacher), and us (acting as 2nd grade students). This was a simulation according to facilitating getting English Language Learners (ELL) to verbalize new words and their ending sounds. Pretty easy right?
Here is the dialog (I wrote as fast as I could because this was so hilarious.)
Elementary Teacher (my professor):
Ok class, I want you all to think of a word that has the same ending sound as the word “map”. “Map… (puh..puh…)”.
Students (Us, the graduate students):
“Trap, clap, tap, etc..”
Gal in the front say’s:
“Talk!.. (kuh..kuh..)”
She was serious my friends. The professor gave her this stare that was obviously disappointing. She looked at the gal in the front for an uncomfortable 4 seconds and says sarcastically: “PUH..PUH..”
This gal’s capacity of teaching is getting grade 9-12 students the content to get their GED. She teaches the students that are high school dropouts, and trying to get the basics done to get their GED’s. Oh, how scary is this world. Maybe NCLB (No child left behind) for teachers is not all that bad.
And guess what? She kept up this display.
Next simulation consisted of trying to explain to ELL’s how to use mnemonics in English class.
Elementary Teacher (my professor):
Ok class, I want you all to think of a mnemonic for the word “fiction”. Fiction is not real, etc. So what would you say or sound out to help you remember what “fiction” means? How about using and sounding the word “FFFake”. “FFFake..FFFiction…FFFake…Fiction”. There’s your mnemonic. So class, what would you use?
Another Student:
“FFFalse…FFFiction…FFFalse…Fiction…”
Elementary Teacher (my professor):
Very good, anyone else?
Gal in the front say’s:
“FFFictitious…that’s like Fiction…FFFictitious…”
AAAAUUUGGHHH!!! What is this gal doing in education!!!!
Elementary Teacher (my professor):
“Um, that’s the same word (name omitted), and it’s a synonym.”
Sometimes I tell my wife that if you could be allowed in life, to punch someone in the face as hard as you can just once (for being unbelievably stupid), I would use all those punches on this gal.
I’m going to keep my kids far from anyone who has any involvement with the hiring, mentoring, training, and placement of this ignoramus in a classroom with other human beings.
Sorry if I sound mean as snot, but come on everyone… why why why are some folks allowed to go through life with uninhibited lack of common sense. You can be stupid, and that’s ok. But talking and verbally demonstrating your stupidity is literally sinful in my world. I’m pretty stupid in some things I think. But I know when to hold it back and just figure “I’ll learn that later”.
I’ve told a lot of people this, and those who have gone through the process of a higher education program know one thing that’s pretty true.
That is, if you can sound intelligent and converse with accelerated vocabulary you have mastered most of what is required of university degrees. In addition to that to have the ability to write and convey those verbal skills to paper. Seriously, if your educated and have some significant experience in something, others will know that by the way you speak and write.
You can surmise a lot about someone by their BLURG’s too.
Are you using these words more than once in less than 3 paragraphs?:
Cute
Awesome
Whatever
Dude
Suck
Blog
Totally
OK
Then you better get a thesaurus or get into a book club. If you don’t you might wind up in this gal’s class learning how the letter’s k and p are the same.
Once again,
Thanks for reading this far if you have.
Brian…………………. (Start being heard everyone!!!)
We graduated the same day, and had our 2 girls go through the whole process with us. I am still taking classes for beefing up my license I will get by the Fall. Its ongoing and perpetual I guess being a teacher. You can always up your availability with endorsements and what not. So that’s what I am up to today.
I’m sitting in a class talking, and listening, rolling my eyes. Then slight variations of those things. The class I am currently in is a TESOL endorsement class. TESOL is an acronym for Teaching English Second something something Language. It’s a requirement that the state will require for all teachers in the next couple years to have. Las Vegas primarily and pretty much most classrooms in the Western United States will have the need for teachers to be qualified in accommodating students that are using English as a second language.
It’s a “red-tape hoop class” I call it. I’m not learning another language (because traditional white middle class people living in America are too lazy to learn another language – like me!), but I am supposedly getting qualified to help kids be up to speed with English based educational settings. So yes, it’s about as exciting as cleaning your oven.
However I am surrounded by a few other students today that have peaked my disappointment in not only the state of humanity, but my interest on telling a few entertaining stories about these guys.
Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy my classes and what I am learning. But some of these students (who ironically are teaching others) really redefine the “mouth-breathing” factor.
There is one gal in particular (get it straight you ninnies right now that I am not sexist) in the front row that really let the 2 brain cells she harbors get into a burly fight.
So my professor led a simulated discussion between her (acting as an elementary teacher), and us (acting as 2nd grade students). This was a simulation according to facilitating getting English Language Learners (ELL) to verbalize new words and their ending sounds. Pretty easy right?
Here is the dialog (I wrote as fast as I could because this was so hilarious.)
Elementary Teacher (my professor):
Ok class, I want you all to think of a word that has the same ending sound as the word “map”. “Map… (puh..puh…)”.
Students (Us, the graduate students):
“Trap, clap, tap, etc..”
Gal in the front say’s:
“Talk!.. (kuh..kuh..)”
She was serious my friends. The professor gave her this stare that was obviously disappointing. She looked at the gal in the front for an uncomfortable 4 seconds and says sarcastically: “PUH..PUH..”
This gal’s capacity of teaching is getting grade 9-12 students the content to get their GED. She teaches the students that are high school dropouts, and trying to get the basics done to get their GED’s. Oh, how scary is this world. Maybe NCLB (No child left behind) for teachers is not all that bad.
And guess what? She kept up this display.
Next simulation consisted of trying to explain to ELL’s how to use mnemonics in English class.
Elementary Teacher (my professor):
Ok class, I want you all to think of a mnemonic for the word “fiction”. Fiction is not real, etc. So what would you say or sound out to help you remember what “fiction” means? How about using and sounding the word “FFFake”. “FFFake..FFFiction…FFFake…Fiction”. There’s your mnemonic. So class, what would you use?
Another Student:
“FFFalse…FFFiction…FFFalse…Fiction…”
Elementary Teacher (my professor):
Very good, anyone else?
Gal in the front say’s:
“FFFictitious…that’s like Fiction…FFFictitious…”
AAAAUUUGGHHH!!! What is this gal doing in education!!!!
Elementary Teacher (my professor):
“Um, that’s the same word (name omitted), and it’s a synonym.”
Sometimes I tell my wife that if you could be allowed in life, to punch someone in the face as hard as you can just once (for being unbelievably stupid), I would use all those punches on this gal.
I’m going to keep my kids far from anyone who has any involvement with the hiring, mentoring, training, and placement of this ignoramus in a classroom with other human beings.
Sorry if I sound mean as snot, but come on everyone… why why why are some folks allowed to go through life with uninhibited lack of common sense. You can be stupid, and that’s ok. But talking and verbally demonstrating your stupidity is literally sinful in my world. I’m pretty stupid in some things I think. But I know when to hold it back and just figure “I’ll learn that later”.
I’ve told a lot of people this, and those who have gone through the process of a higher education program know one thing that’s pretty true.
That is, if you can sound intelligent and converse with accelerated vocabulary you have mastered most of what is required of university degrees. In addition to that to have the ability to write and convey those verbal skills to paper. Seriously, if your educated and have some significant experience in something, others will know that by the way you speak and write.
You can surmise a lot about someone by their BLURG’s too.
Are you using these words more than once in less than 3 paragraphs?:
Cute
Awesome
Whatever
Dude
Suck
Blog
Totally
OK
Then you better get a thesaurus or get into a book club. If you don’t you might wind up in this gal’s class learning how the letter’s k and p are the same.
Once again,
Thanks for reading this far if you have.
Brian…………………. (Start being heard everyone!!!)
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Its baby time
My wife and I are going to be parents again!
We found out recently that we are going to give our family a boost in numbers. Here comes #5 for our house, and how fun this going to get. See I grew up with one brother. That was great for me. I don't think I wanted to have 10 running around throwing ketchup at each other. My brother and I got along just fine, and we had some kicks growing up.
I have 2 girls and one female wife. That's alot of fem for me. You know what readers.... I like the fem. I can get away with so much tender and frilly stuff.
Do I want a boy this time? Maybe.
The girl factor is a blast right now, but will it be after they all hit 13? Maybe.
Maybe I'll just roll with the blows and grin all the way. If the new spud we have comes out to be healthy and perfect (like the other two screamers) I'll be good. I'll be good even if it has flippers. I'm just glad the pipes are running warm & strong.....JACK!!
B
We found out recently that we are going to give our family a boost in numbers. Here comes #5 for our house, and how fun this going to get. See I grew up with one brother. That was great for me. I don't think I wanted to have 10 running around throwing ketchup at each other. My brother and I got along just fine, and we had some kicks growing up.
I have 2 girls and one female wife. That's alot of fem for me. You know what readers.... I like the fem. I can get away with so much tender and frilly stuff.
Do I want a boy this time? Maybe.
The girl factor is a blast right now, but will it be after they all hit 13? Maybe.
Maybe I'll just roll with the blows and grin all the way. If the new spud we have comes out to be healthy and perfect (like the other two screamers) I'll be good. I'll be good even if it has flippers. I'm just glad the pipes are running warm & strong.....JACK!!
B
This is getting fun
This BLURG is getting on my good side my friends. To think that the entire earth will and can read my useless thoughts on life and lessons is empowering. Its like that first time you get to chug narcotic cough syrup when you have pneumonia. Yah, when you are coughing up neon colored junk that tastes like cat gas, and you swig codene. Zing zing, there goes the cough's. And there goes all coherant thought. That's what this BLURGING is like for me.
It's good to have pneumonia if you think of it like that.
B
It's good to have pneumonia if you think of it like that.
B
inspiration
Where do you get your inspiriation?
I used to get mine from watching handicap folks outrun me, and get more out of a wheelchair than I can imagine. I love watching handicap citizens get around and function with others. My tendency to complain about smaller things like balled up hair on my legs, ingrown toenails, my striking reseblance to Dwight K. Shrute, and my disastisfaction with shaved heads and goatees causes me to reflect that if I was handicap and couldnt poop without some help makes my day so much better.
Like that old wiseman from SNL once said:
"Whats better than winning a gold medal in the special olympics?... well not being retarded of course." Thats not mean you guys. I really feel good when I hang out with handicaps. Thats probably why I just graduated with a Masters Degree in Special Education.
My sweet and loving wife sometimes reinforces this for me refering to me as a real empathizer with those kids. She's so right sometimes, and when she is not she alwayys reminds me that she is anyway.
Right on everyone.
B
I used to get mine from watching handicap folks outrun me, and get more out of a wheelchair than I can imagine. I love watching handicap citizens get around and function with others. My tendency to complain about smaller things like balled up hair on my legs, ingrown toenails, my striking reseblance to Dwight K. Shrute, and my disastisfaction with shaved heads and goatees causes me to reflect that if I was handicap and couldnt poop without some help makes my day so much better.
Like that old wiseman from SNL once said:
"Whats better than winning a gold medal in the special olympics?... well not being retarded of course." Thats not mean you guys. I really feel good when I hang out with handicaps. Thats probably why I just graduated with a Masters Degree in Special Education.
My sweet and loving wife sometimes reinforces this for me refering to me as a real empathizer with those kids. She's so right sometimes, and when she is not she alwayys reminds me that she is anyway.
Right on everyone.
B
The beginning
The beginning and my first thoughts….
I hate the word blog. You know it shows up on a spell check device as incorrect spelling.
I did not graduate with a Masters Degree in English, nor have I any credentials in proper etiquette according to how the human race should write and speak. I just hate this word and I truly want to know who coined this poor slang-laced term.
I presume that an individual who suffers from perpetual carpel tunnel syndrome and bed sores attached to their behind have invented the word “blog”. Where did it come from?
The word is poor in grammar. Where and to what state has our culture planted its attention to such lesser speech? I spend significant time in high school listening to teenager’s converse. I live in a multi-culturally diverse city where English is a new language to many neighbors I meet.
The word blog offends me as an educated and perpetual student. I know that it was made up arbitrarily by puny intelligences.
Was it one person who had a sub par revelation?....... Perhaps
Was it 2 or 3 Silicon Valley think tank elitists abusing a spell checker?....Perhaps
I submit that despite whatever the darkly lit origins of this insulting ensign of our online times is that it’s a catalyst for expression. And it also serves another master.
That master is insecurity. Yes, I said insecurity. The majority of our society is insecure (the United States sill spends more on cosmetic surgery that any other country in the world does on standard medical care). This is good and depleting all at once.Many upon the majority need attention, and no one is without this need. We just manifest this need in negative or constructive constructs.
Do you show off?
Do you serve?
Do you starve to be seen and heard?
Do you cry in the night for more?
Do you complain too much?
Do you struggle to be appreciated?
Do you like to entertain?
Are you bored and need time to waste?
Do you find the computer as a friend that you always needed?
Well, look no further because the world wide phenomenon that is the blog, is now part of my day.Now then,I will present 2 statements and manifestos that will define my BLURG. What did he write you query? Yes, I will hitherto and desist the use of the word blog and ironically invent my own.
#1. ENTER THE BLURG you mouth breathers!!! I guess this is my special educated treatment and punk rocked ethos I usually subscribe too.
#2. I am easily entertained by just talking and discussing. I am going to participate, perpetuate, and advocate the BLURG. Yes, after I have complained and downsized the BLURG, I will now be a part of it. What a punk!
I will do this for several and too-be discovered motives.
They are:
a) I am going to entertain myself, and this will be for somewhat selfish reasons. I have so many unspoken thoughts, opinions, and views why not bore the planet and experiment with others. My experience dictates that most people get a rise way too easy and get so ticked off for so little, I might see what I can stir up, good and bad.….Honestly and as sure I know my own name – I could care so much less really if anyone reads or takes any of this melee of verbal attempt to entertain myself.
I always want to hold on to the belief that there are only a handful of aspects in life you should take seriously. A BLURG will not be one of those aspects.
b) Maybe I’ll make someone laugh or think differently. Maybe I’ll make someone want to come to Las Vegas and slap me one. If for some foreign notion that you find these BLURG’s attractive in any form of coming back for more, then good on ya! If not, pick up some other online, I don’t care.If you’ve read this far now, I’ll probably see you again on this page. Or you’re just wasting some serious time like me.
Later Skaters,
B
I hate the word blog. You know it shows up on a spell check device as incorrect spelling.
I did not graduate with a Masters Degree in English, nor have I any credentials in proper etiquette according to how the human race should write and speak. I just hate this word and I truly want to know who coined this poor slang-laced term.
I presume that an individual who suffers from perpetual carpel tunnel syndrome and bed sores attached to their behind have invented the word “blog”. Where did it come from?
The word is poor in grammar. Where and to what state has our culture planted its attention to such lesser speech? I spend significant time in high school listening to teenager’s converse. I live in a multi-culturally diverse city where English is a new language to many neighbors I meet.
The word blog offends me as an educated and perpetual student. I know that it was made up arbitrarily by puny intelligences.
Was it one person who had a sub par revelation?....... Perhaps
Was it 2 or 3 Silicon Valley think tank elitists abusing a spell checker?....Perhaps
I submit that despite whatever the darkly lit origins of this insulting ensign of our online times is that it’s a catalyst for expression. And it also serves another master.
That master is insecurity. Yes, I said insecurity. The majority of our society is insecure (the United States sill spends more on cosmetic surgery that any other country in the world does on standard medical care). This is good and depleting all at once.Many upon the majority need attention, and no one is without this need. We just manifest this need in negative or constructive constructs.
Do you show off?
Do you serve?
Do you starve to be seen and heard?
Do you cry in the night for more?
Do you complain too much?
Do you struggle to be appreciated?
Do you like to entertain?
Are you bored and need time to waste?
Do you find the computer as a friend that you always needed?
Well, look no further because the world wide phenomenon that is the blog, is now part of my day.Now then,I will present 2 statements and manifestos that will define my BLURG. What did he write you query? Yes, I will hitherto and desist the use of the word blog and ironically invent my own.
#1. ENTER THE BLURG you mouth breathers!!! I guess this is my special educated treatment and punk rocked ethos I usually subscribe too.
#2. I am easily entertained by just talking and discussing. I am going to participate, perpetuate, and advocate the BLURG. Yes, after I have complained and downsized the BLURG, I will now be a part of it. What a punk!
I will do this for several and too-be discovered motives.
They are:
a) I am going to entertain myself, and this will be for somewhat selfish reasons. I have so many unspoken thoughts, opinions, and views why not bore the planet and experiment with others. My experience dictates that most people get a rise way too easy and get so ticked off for so little, I might see what I can stir up, good and bad.….Honestly and as sure I know my own name – I could care so much less really if anyone reads or takes any of this melee of verbal attempt to entertain myself.
I always want to hold on to the belief that there are only a handful of aspects in life you should take seriously. A BLURG will not be one of those aspects.
b) Maybe I’ll make someone laugh or think differently. Maybe I’ll make someone want to come to Las Vegas and slap me one. If for some foreign notion that you find these BLURG’s attractive in any form of coming back for more, then good on ya! If not, pick up some other online, I don’t care.If you’ve read this far now, I’ll probably see you again on this page. Or you’re just wasting some serious time like me.
Later Skaters,
B
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