Up and running… er… stumbling… again!

February 28, 2005 | 6 Comments

Did you visit within the past 24 hours and get a blank page?

That’s ’cause I practically broke my entire freakin’ website by doing the upgrade! I think I have it figured out now. Sure, I’ll still break even more stuff during the tweaking, but you all knew that already.
By the way, does anyone want to buy a very slightly used Movable Type 3 Bible? Very cheap, too. Let me know if you do. I won’t be using it anymore because I’m just not that techy.

Again, you already knew that, huh? Hee.

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Ew…gross! … but funny… :)~

February 27, 2005 | 4 Comments

You are

What Rejected Crayon Are You?

I guess that’s better than “Shadowy Asscrack”… “Bug Splatter Butterscotch” … “Week-Old Hematoma”… “Tobacco Spit Brown” … “Asphyxiation Blue”…. “Butt Acne Mauve” … “Sinus Infection Green”…

Someone stop me or I’ll go on like this for hours. :grin:

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Scuttlebutt, headlines, and general snarkiness.

February 25, 2005 | 3 Comments

I’m feeling sad about the Pope. For some reason, I thought when he pulled through his illness earlier in the month, he was going to completely recover and hang around a while longer. Now I don’t feel so confident about that. I just hope he isn’t in a lot of pain. People should be able to pass from this realm to the next as peacefully as possible.

Another thing I am wondering: why isn’t there something like a Vice-Pope? You know, like America has a Vice President. I’m not a Catholic, so I don’t know all of the formalities of such a thing. It just seems like it would be wise in situations like this. Who knows, though… there’s probably already a new Pope on deck and they just aren’t giving out details yet.

He’s probably standing in the backyard of the Vatican, swinging two weighted scepters like a pinch-hitter, and adjusting his jock-strap.

By the way, the only reason I choose not to become Catholic is just so I can make jokes like that and not go to Hell. :smile:

Didja hear? Word has it that Paris Hilton, Pamela Andersen and Britney Spears are being asked not to attend the Oscars. Apparently, the people in charge want to keep things high class.

“They plan to focus on those people who have worked in the film industry for years – not people who are merely celebrities in other areas.”

Hmmm. “Other areas.” What could that possibly mean?

Why don’t they just hang a sign on the door that says: “NO PHONY, BLEACHED BLONDE, WORN-OUT SKANKS ALLOWED. THIS MEANS YOU!” That would keep out a lot of the riff-raff.

Hollywood is much too polite for its own good sometimes.

The Queen of England shall not be in attendance at the civil wedding ceremony of her son, Prince “The Tampon” Charles and Camilla “The Rottweiler” Bowles. Her Majesty will, however, attend the religious blessing of the union at St George’s Chapel.

The rest of the world is being asked not view this as a snub….even though she will be the first monarch in 142 years to miss the wedding of one of her children.

I say, the old broad is getting her SNUB ON and she has a perfect right to. You go, Queenie! I think she should sit in the front pew of the church and do the *cough*bullshit*cough* thing, too.

Don’t get me wrong, I am actually glad that Charles and Camilla are finally making it legal. It’s obviously what they have wanted for many years. But I also think he should man-up, step aside and give up all entitlement to the throne. You boink The Rottweiler, you pay the dues, Chuckie.

I’d snub the geek, too, just because he thinks he can have it all without consequences.

And because he wants to be a tampon. Ew. :yuk:

I was going to snark on Michael Jackson for a while, but I just can’t find the emotional fortitude.

Oh no…wait, I think I just found some extra “will to bitch” ….

Did you know that that malingering, wax-faced fucker actually had a little old lady kicked out of her hospital room last week just so he move into it while he “suffered” with the flu?

It was a bigger room, you see, and because he is so special, he required it. The 74-year-old grandmother was removed from her ventilator during the room transfer, suffered more than one heart attack because of it and then DIED.

And Michael had such a terrible bout with the flu that his temperature was below normal, he was walking around unassisted when admitted, and after he was examined he was told that he could go home at any time.

So now we have this freak not only ruining the lives of young boys, but he is also causing the deaths of frail old ladies just because he can’t face reality. How much is he going to get away with?!

The family of the woman has hired an attorney and is planning on suing both Michael Jackson and the hospital.

I hope they get 10 billion dollars and custody of Whacko’s entire nose collection.

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Whew. Glad that’s over.

February 24, 2005 | 5 Comments

I think I am anyway. The kids took their midterm today. I started correcting them as soon as they were handed in, while I was sitting there waiting for everyone else to finish up.

The first person aced it. The next person almost flunked it. The third person said “Wow, that wasn’t as hard as I thought it was going to be!” when he handed it in. By the time I got to the second page of his exam I was seriously wondering if he was doped up while he was writing it.
The majority will do well, I am sure. But the course gets progressively more difficult as the semester goes on, so I hope some of them start to buckle down and get serious. Otherwise, they’ll be sorrrrrrryyyyyyy….

Remember the other day when I was yapping about another faculty member monopolizing the classroom I teach in? That issue may be a thing of the past by next semester. If all goes well, I’ll be relocating my classroom and office (gah! Moving the office again!) to the same building where all of the studio art courses are held. No longer will I be forced to share a room with the Communication instructors and Accounting professors. And as an added bonus? Today I was asked to consider teaching a studio course in addition to my art history classes next semester. Sweeeeeeet! :grin:

I’ll keep you updated as things develop.

In non-work related news: more functionality and layout changes will be coming to this page soon. WordPress recently released a new version (1.5) with some cool options, so Infinitepink will be getting the upgrade again. I can’t wait to dink and tweak! (Sounds strangely kinky, I know.)

There’s a way to tell that Spring is just around the corner here in The Point District. It has nothing to do with groundhogs. It has to do with the neighbor kids running positively buck-wild, hollering and squealing, and generally having a blast outside like they are right now. Which is a good thing – a perfectly normal thing! – as long as they aren’t being nasty and destructive while they are doing it.

To be honest, I have no idea what to expect from them this year. They’re all getting to the age where they are capable of acting somewhat civilized without constant supervision — not like when they were knee-high and just ran loose in the street or destroyed everyone’s flowers and other property. But now they are also reaching the age where the trouble they could get into might be more harmful. Like getting into unlocked cars, spray painting graffiti and huffing the paint, or stealing cigs and booze when the “responsible adults” in their families aren’t watching. (The cigarettes and booze thing already happened a few times last summer, so it’s not beyond the realm of possibility.)

Maybe we should be nice and buy them a family summer pass to the swimming pool down the street.

Gawd. The lifeguards would kill us if we did. Hah!

Anyhoo…it’s suppertime, so I better get in the kitchen and get busy. Nuked Chinese leftovers! Mmmm! :yum:

More again soon, kittens. Bye for now ~ ~ ~

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Mid-terms, brain gender, and more.

February 21, 2005 | 10 Comments

I’m in the process of composing the mid-term exam for my class. It’s a killer. Well, it will be for some of the students, anyway. Others will get through it with flying colors, I am sure. We’re having an in-class review for it tomorrow (because I am a very nice teacher) and then they will take the test on Thursday.

Sometimes I feel as if I baby them too much, but I swear if I didn’t 1/4 of them wouldn’t pass the course. They get printed out lists of the slides presented in each class; during the review for the exam I show them 25 slides out of all that we have seen so far and let them know that only 15 of them will be on the test; for this particular exam they won’t even have to memorize dates because all of the works fall within a short span of time so it seemed silly to require it.

And I also give them “word banks” on their tests so they can just look at a list and find the right answers to the fill-in-the blank questions. :roll: Most of the students don’t even need them, but I feel as if I am enabling the ones who are just too lazy to study.

My own art history teachers would be shocked at all of this. They were brutal – you were responsible for your own note-taking and if you didn’t catch the name of the artist or title and date of a painting during the lecture, you waited until after class or asked one of your classmates later on. You were lucky if you got a review of the slides before a test, and even if it did happen it was arranged for after hours – never during a class meeting, and the teacher was never present to help. The use of a “word bank” on a test was laughable. And, oh my God, you better know your material because at least a third of each exam was going to be essay questions – and written in those nasty little Blue Books, to boot.

I honestly can’t tell if I am being too easy on my students or not, though. Because even after all of the help I give them, some of them are still going to bomb the fucking test.

I still hold strongly in my belief that some of these kids have no business being in college. Some of them are meant to be doing the jobs that the illegal aliens in America are so happy to have.

Maybe that sounds bitchy or elitist, but I don’t care. It’s the truth.

Anyway, it will be interesting – and very telling — to see how this particular group does on the exam. I really don’t know what to expect. :eyebrow:

Now, take this test and tell me what you got…

Your Brain is 60.00% Female, 40.00% Male

Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female

You are both sensitive and savvy

Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed

But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve

What Gender Is Your Brain?

Most of the people I know (and hang around with) possess these same personality characteristics. Most of them are men, though. What the hell does this mean?? Dog-damn confusing, gender-bending tests anway. Heh.

Finally, I ran across THIS SITE and I thought I’d pass it along to you. I think it’s fascinating. It’s interesting what people will confess to when they realize it’s safe to do so. Can you just imagine the stuff that a rabbi, priest or minister hears in a single day?

I may have to send in a postcard of my own.

Last, but certainly never least…

My dear friend, Quackin’ Maggie, surprised me with the most adorable little African Violet the other day! Remember? I answered a quizzie question that wanted to know what I would like for Valentine’s Day — and she’s such a sweetheart that she brought me one! And it’s in the cutest hand-decorated pot, painted pink with lovely hearts dancing all around the rim. Everytime I look at it, I smile … and wish I could give my Maggie a hug! She truly is a precious friend.

Now I am scheming up a little surprise for her, too. It must be well thought-out… and it has to be something really good, just like her. Hopefully she will like it!

(Love you muchly, Maggie!)