Speechless — (Almost.)
April 30, 2005 | 3 Comments
I am still in shock over the stunt that this drama-princess, Jennifer Wilbanks, has pulled.
I hope that all of the details of this are made known to the public and that she is forced to face the consequences of her actions. I don’t feel that legal action against her is out of the question. Not only has the emotional toll been great on so many people — think of the anguish that she put her fiance and family through and that people all over the world were praying for her safety and grieving along with her family! — but the money and manpower that were spent looking for her were extensive. All of those same resources could have been put to good use helping someone who truly needed it.
I simply cannot fathom that level of selfishness. There is something seriously wrong with this chick, but in my mind, nothing so wrong that she should be excused for the poor choices she made.
Abusing the good will of others and breaking the hearts of everyone who loves you should be punishable by law.
What’s this?
April 28, 2005 | 2 Comments
The Friday’s Feast early? That’s odd. I hope it’s not undercooked…
Appetizer:
Which keys do you have on your key chain?
The keys to my universe include: ignition and trunk keys for my car, keys to Agent J’s truck, one to the front and back interior doors of the house (plus another for the locking screen door), a key to my private office on campus, one to the Art Department’s office, one for each of the buildings that the offices are in, and finally, a key to the slide library.
If I want to lose five pounds real quick all I have to do is misplace my keychain.
Soup:
What is the most spontaneous thing you’ve ever done?
Uhhh… never you mind, child. You’re too young to hear about it… 
Salad:
Who is the best cook in your family?
Well, I tell ya, I think it’s a tie. I can cook, bake, roast and preserve anything to perfection – but Agent J. is a damn fine chef on that grill. Plus, I have been teaching him how to cook over the years and he is very comfortable working in the kitchen as well. His specialties include Spaghetti with Meat Sauce, Chicken and Rice soup (I know he’s got a secret with that one, because mine never tastes as delicious as his!) and Grilled Sirloin with Onions.
Gah. My mouth is watering like crazy now. I’m going to have to put in a menu request with The Chef.
Main Course:
If you were to write a “how-to” book, what would the title be?
“Inner Peace Through Self-Acceptance: How to Love Yourself Even Though You Are a Total Doofus”
Dessert:
Name a recent fad you’ve tried.
I don’t think I normally participate in fad-dish things. Honestly, I am usually so self-involved and unaware of what other people around me are doing that half the time I wouldn’t know if I was participating in a fad or not.
Wait. I guess online quizzes like this one might be a fad.
And I post them on my personal website – something else that might be a fad.
And I use a computer to do these things, and some people regard computers as a fad.
I learned to use a computer at college with a lot of other people. Maybe higher education is a fad?
Oh my God… where will this fad-madness end!? Hee.
In other news, another week of school is finished! 
The kids handed in their research papers today, too. I am sure they are all relieved to have that off of their minds. Now it’s my turn to do the work. I have a stack of papers nearly 3 inches thick and my goal is to have them all read and graded by Monday.
I’m actually looking forward to it, though. They’ve done a few writing assignments this semester and have really impressed me with their insightfulness on certain topics. I’m optimistic about the quality of their papers now.
(Of course, I might be completely deluded here. It is the end of the semester and some of them may have put anything down on paper just so they could hand it in on time, as late assignments are not accepted. Maybe I should stock up on red ink pens before I start grading…?)
More again soon, my friends. I hope you have a GREAT Friday. I know I will!
Here you go, ya addicts…
April 26, 2005 | 2 Comments
Bored? Need something to do? Perhaps a new addiction is in order?
A montage of 20 images is displayed and you guess the keyword that was typed into Google to come up with the pics.
Come on… just one game won’t hurt… :innocent:
Spare the handcuffs, spoil the child.
April 25, 2005 | 8 Comments
I was talking with a friend this morning about this case, and we were both pretty disgusted about all of the legal hoopla that’s resulting from this wild-assed brat being restrained in the manner that she was.
The police report says she was out of control; she was responsible for numerous items thrown on the floors and broken; victims were kicked numerous times in the shins. To me, handcuffing the girl, taking her into custody, and then releasing her to her mother’s custody was perfectly reasonable in this situation.
When I was a child, I never would have dreamed of acting like this girl did. My sisters and I (and most everyone else we knew) were taught to respect other people and their property – and we most certainly didn’t throw tantrums in public or kick and punch adults.
I just don’t get it. All our parents and teachers had to do was talk sternly to us and that was enough to make us behave. What the fuck is causing so many kids to act this way today? I’d like to think that this rare behavior, but I’ve seen it enough in the past few years to know that it isn’t. To be quite frank, it scares the hell out of me to think of kids like this growing up and wandering around out there in the world as lawless, boundary-less adults.
Before you think I am a monster for supporting this handcuffing, ask yourself: what else could these teachers and police officers possibly have done to keep this kid from hurting others and herself?
Maybe each elementary school needs to be equipped with a padded cell these days.
It will be interesting to see how this legal case develops.
Yo, shorty.
April 24, 2005 | 1 Comment
“Bitch, don’t make Cracker Jacks go upside your head… hand over the dolla’…”
See? I could totally do it. And it’s better than adjunct wages. Hehe.
Spring Cleaning is underway at the old Swankienda. Dusting, vacuuming, organizing, scrubbing, huffing, puffing and whining. It’s a pain in the ass when it’s all going on, but it’s always worth the effort when everything is clean and where it should be. For a week anyways.
The hardest part is dealing with the cats during this time. If you’ve ever made a bed with a cat in the room, you know exactly what I mean. Any orderly process performed by a human being is considered a sport for a cat — it’s merely another opportunity for play, mischief, and utter chaos for our feline companions. If there is a flannel sheet or linen tablecloth involved, it must be mangled! Cleaning sponges must be stolen! Buckets of water must be dumped! And the cords on the machines… strings on mini-blinds…. ohmeowgod ohmeowgod ohmeowgod! (That was the sound of kitty ecstacy there, in case you were wondering.)
With any luck, we shall all emerge unscathed from Spring Cleaning, though. And with more luck, I may even find that pearl earring that I’ve been missing since February, Randy. Because I know you did something with it, you evil cat.
By the way… Countdown Alert: Four regularly scheduled class meetings left, and then the final exam. Pardon me while I giggle with sheer delight. 
I’m so excited! By mid-week, I will be the proud owner of one of these little beauties:
I’ve been looking for a speaker system for my iPod for a long time, and I think this is the best choice for what I intend to use it for. I want to be able to relocate it from room to room, use it at my art exhibitions, take it on vacations, etc. — so great sound plus portability were the main criteria. Finally, I’ll be able to share my entire digital library with the rest of the world!
Brace yourselves, Marsha and the Sucky Neighbors. You’re about to get educated in 70’s Old Skool Rock. Bwahahaha. 
Welcome to the here and now.
My name is Christine Thurow and I am a professional artist, living in my lovely home state of Iowa. My humor is sarcastic, my wit dry and my appetite for unbridled hedonism, ravenous. Did I say hedonism? I meant intelligent exchange.
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