August 28, 2009

Pfff...pfff... Tap..tap..

Is this thing on?

Ahem---

ARE YOU READY FOR SOME FOOTBALL!!!!!


That is all. Carry on.

August 10, 2009

School Days

First Day of School 1982
Todd: "Mo-om, why do you make me wear these socks?"
Cami: " I make 'em look gooood"

It's August. It's hot. And school has started. Cami (uh, Mizz Chrishen) started Aug. 3. The students started Aug. 10. I'm old school, and this just seems wrong. Labor Day? Pfft, a one day holiday after already being in school 4 weeks.


First Day of School 2009

Fast forward several years and the student has become the teacher. This school is over 60 years old. The plaster is pealing, it needs paint, the windows don't work and climate control is--uncontrolled.

Her first lesson of the year is the story of the goldfish. You see, a goldfish has such a small brain that each time he swims to the other side of the bowl, he thinks it is someplace new. He cannot remember that he was just here a few seconds ago. So, as the year progresses, she asks students who do not follow directions if they are a goldfish. A gentle reminder. She also does her "actions have consequences" speech. And demonstrates that good behavior will be rewarded while bad behavior will not. (the lure of the forbidden stick of gum.) Of course, all these admonitions must be repeated constantly all year. But, by the end of the year, she has well trained pupils.

Uh oh, here comes someone with goldfish food. Must swim to the top, and then explore the depths of this pretty new bowl. Just keep swimming....

August 9, 2009

Fire And Eyes

Fire! Fire!


Tuesday morning the leasing office of our apartments was struck by lightning. The resulting fire completely destroyed the building, which is only about 50 yards from our apartment. This video was taken from the back side by the pool. It turned the pool into an overflowing mud puddle. (sob).There were several firefighters inside when the roof collapsed, but all got out safely. I slept through it (?) but awoke to the street filled with firefighters. Excitement everywhere. The only building affected was the one that was not occupied. Lucky that.

These eyes. These eyes have seen a lotta--whoops, must get song out of head.


So, a trip to the optometrist for new lens prescription turned into poking holes into David's eyes with a laser. Just think of it as new plumbing for the eye.
These, already pitiful, eyes have pre-glaucoma. One eye has already had laser surgery. The other in a couple of weeks.. Damn, damn, damn.
Good news, no visual loss yet. Bad news, well hell, he has glaucoma! ('scuse me--pre-glaucoma..whatever)