Star Wars Guide to the Candidates.

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Al was bad this morning.

I tend, in my job, to be pretty "old school." I don't like to sugar coat the truth for the kids I work with. This morning was no exception, although I wasn't the most therapeutic.

I totally shut one kid down this morning. It was hilarious. I'll call one kid Sanford and the other DragQueen, as he wants to be a girl.

Sanford and DragQueen were going back and forth with name-calling, Sanford calling DragQueen gay and girl and stuff like that.

Finally I had enough of it. I said, "Sanford, for someone who wants to call someone a girl, you sure are acting like one, calling names back and forth like that."

Sanford got silent and fumed for most of the rest of the morning. Before I left he was cheerful again though. Yeah, it was very untherapeutic and inappropriate, but it worked.

Yeah, I know. I deserve a good boot to the head.

Long time no post

I've been neglecting this blog. Well, now I've added a direct link to posting in my browser's toolbar, so it should be easier.

So many thoughts swirling around in my head right now.

Hater Roundup

Beautiful One

I hate doing songs to a track with the original vocals, but someone wanted to hear me sing this song. It's "Beautiful One" by Jeremy Camp.

Updating.

I've been pretty bad at updating since Blogger went out of beta. I used to use the same tools to update both my livejournal and this, but blogger has been weird about that. I've now found a quick way to do this, so I'll probably post most stuff here.

Battle Scars

Got me some battle scars from work last night. Kid assaulted me for no apparent reason (I've known this kid a while and he's never been aggressive toward me. We've always gotten along great). Grabbed my neck to choke me, grabbed my face, kicking, etc.

Anyway, got some images. Not too bad, but I usually don't sustain injuries from work.




He got my left eye and cheek from grabbing at my face.




This must have happened when he grabbed my neck or when we took him down.

I don't get paid enough.

All Moved

I'm actually writing this from my own computer at my new apartment.  The phone line was live as of this morning and the DSL will be set up this evening.  So even though I'm doing this via dialup, it's a step up from having to go to the library for internet.

Second test

Had problems with the first test. If Blogger is out of beta, how come I wasn't having problems until now?

Testing Performancing

Well, since my Semajic client doesn't seem to be working with the new Blogger, I'm trying Performancing.

Anonymous posting

Unfortunately, due to all the comment spam I'm having to disable anonymous commenting. However, if you have a google account I think you'll be able to comment. I'm not certain, but it's worth a try.

Ponderings

I have figured out why the meek will inherit the earth. 

Eventually all the non-meek fighting amongst themselves will kill each other off.

Then the meek will be the only ones left.

Hard to believe. . .

Wednesday I will be 35 years old, officially in my mid thirties.  It's hard to think of it.  I still feel like I'm in my early 20s.

Pondering

Invariably, when those who do more thinking than talking actually say something, those who do more talking than thinking get upset.

Catch 22

1. The body needs sleep to heal itself.
2. Constant coughing keeping me awake.

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Random Thoughts

I was thinking today about certain politically correct way people describe a particular type of person.

I've often heard someone described as having a "strong personality."

Come on.  We all know what this means.  It's just a polite way of saying they're pushy, overbearing, and have a hard time seeing others' point of view.  Often this kind of person is even fond of bullying others into letting them have their way.

Why don't we call a spade a spade.  Stop glorifying the person with the "strong personality."  Stop insisting that the meeker types should be the ones to change.

Hmm.  One person is open to other points of view, listens more than they talk, and uses persuasion.  The other is aggressive and shouts down any ideas that differ with his/her own.  Now you tell me who the one with the problem is.

T.G.T.O.

Thank God They're Over.  The holidays, that is.  Extremely busy the last week the guys were here, and then extremely busy while they were gone--busy working St. Joe's as well as special projects here.

Now the boys are back.  I'm happy to have them back, but then I did enjoy having the house to myself the past couple weeks.  Now it's back into the routine, which is gonna be hard after they've been out of the routine for two weeks.

More later on the holidays.

Long week.

This has been a murderously long week. . . so far.  67 hours crammed into 5 workdays. That's Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and tomorrow.  Today I'm actually off. 

We had tickets to a preview showing of "Unaccompanied Minors" on Tuesday.  Both myself and Scott were under the impression that I would be taking the boys to this movie.  Unbeknownst to us, our other two co-workers had planned that the one would come in at 6pm and take them to the movie. Now, both Scott and I knew that with these things we should have left at 5:30 to be at the theater at 6pm.  The movie was to start at 7pm, but you're not guaranteed a seat. I've seen plenty of people in the past turned away because they arrived later on. So I had the boys all ready to go at 5:30 when one of our co-workers stopped me and informed me that our other co-worker was coming in at 6 to take the boys.  I was pretty disappointed as I was looking forward to this all week.  I had worked from 6-8 in the morning, had four hours off, and come in at noon again in order to work until 11.  And this other co-worker is coming in for a couple hours to go have fun with the guys?  What is that?

Well, Scott had to leave at 8pm so someone had to relieve him as a few of the boys couldn't go to the movie.  That's what I figured the other co-worker was coming in for.  In all fairness, it was her day off so she was helping out.  But I'm the one working completely insane hours.  Don't I deserve some kind of break?  Am I just here to be the mean guy who gets the boys up each morning, insisting they actually get up instead of wasting their time lying in bed? When do I get to be the staff they have fun with?

Enough of my rant.  On more positive notes, I got to meet Ickey Woods Tuesday morning at our networking breakfast. It seems he's also interested in our business venture--I think he actually signed on after the meeting as well.  What's also interesting is that his Ickey Woods Foundation has a very similar mission to Boys Hope Girls Hope.  He could be a great contact both personally and for our organization. And Boys Hope Girls Hope could be a good contact for him and his organization as well.

For now, I'm going to enjoy my day off.  I'm meeting with my supervisor at St. Joe's (where I still work some hours occasionally) today at 2. Seems they neglected to do an evaluation on me since 2005, so I'll be due a retroactive raise.  Good times.

Going good

I'm really going to try to update this more.  Now that I have internet access in my room, it'll help.  Still working on getting connected to the wireless though.

I'm actually on duty today from 6a-6p, but I am able to take downtime as long as I don't overdo it.  The boys were a pain this morning.  They were allowed to stay up late last night.  I was off duty, and I try NOT to comment on how anyone runs their shift.  We're all adults and I trust that we all make decisions for a reason. However, I'm going to ask my co-workers to make sure that if they let the boys stay up late, it's a night where they are responsible for having to get them up in the morning.  I have a feeling it would only happen once. ;-)

In the meantime, I feel like my home business is about to start blowing up.  We're doing a lot of activity which seems to be proving productive.  I'll be working on that this evening too.

Well, better get back to the grind.  I still have to shower and change.

Long time.

I know I haven't updated in a while.  I haven't been able to set my computer up with the wireless network in the house, so finally I signed up for a dial-up account and am using the scholars' phone line while they're at school and at night when they're asleep.  I'm still determined to connect to the wireless, but I've not been able to get the configuration right.

Anyway, welcome to my A-framer brothers (I'll leave the explanation of the name just between us).  Feel welcome to comment on the blog at any time.