I was kind of worn out from the lock-in Friday night, so yesterday I took it easy. I went on a few errands, but otherwise stayed home. I have recently discovered that there are two whole campaigns in my Xbox game Oblivion that I’ve completely missed. There was another disc! I didn’t notice it, so I didn’t install it. Yesterday, I began my foray into the Shivering Isles. It was fun to be in a completely unfamiliar part of the game. I still am so powerful that I don’t really fear death, but at least gameplay is not boring.
And then it happened: the batteries in the wireless controller started going out. Should I be proud of playing so much I’ve drained some batteries, or should I be ashamed? It has been over seven months. That’s pretty good, I’d say.
I have hours and hours of gameplay ahead of me as I explore the Shivering Isles. And I haven’t even begun to find out who the Knights of the Nine are.
Last night was the annual lock in event we do for our school auction. Michele’s dad won it. Michele’s daughter was the recipient. It was a great group of kids.
I got there late because of Denis’ birthday celebrations. I tried to convince him to join us at the lock in to continue his birthday party, but he declined. Because I was late to the lock in, I decided to play a little prank. I dressed in my dark bathrobe and a hood and came in a side door of the gym (where everyone was gathered when I got to school). I walked into the gym without saying anything. I really freaked out Kim, Michele, and Peggy. Ha! The kids weren’t scared – they were mostly confused. Except Bryn, who said he was walking towards me to take me on.
The evening included all the usual festivities:
Sleeping bag races in the hallway-
Movie watching-
And sleeping in the hallway-
It was a fun night. And we actually did get some sleep. I think I’ll be moving a little slowly today though.
First of all, I have to say: Happy Birthday, Denis! Yay!
Yesterday was our Spring Field Trip Day. I went with the seventh graders. I was “in charge” of this one, so I was anxious about everything going well. It did, so I’m glad.
In the morning, we went on a walking tour of old town Annapolis. It’s very historicistic. It’s been the capital of Maryland forever. For a short time, it was even the capital of the United States. Pretty cool, huh?
Here’s a replica of the Liberty Bell that the kids swarmed all over. It’s on the campus of St. John’s College, which sounds like an interesting and unusual place to go to school.
We ate lunch in the dock area. Here I must leave myself notes for next year: Brad, plan for only 30 minutes at lunch, and specifically tell the chaperones not to take their groups away from the lunch area.
After lunch, we went on a boat ride. During the ride we were entertained by a pirate guy. He had people come up and participate in a story he told. I was Davy Jones. One of my students vanquished me and I sunk to the bottom of the sea.
It was a bright, sunny day. I got a serious sunburn on my face and scalp. I should have worn a hat. This would have been a great opportunity to buy the top hat I’ve been coveting from www.top-hats.com, if I wasn’t broke from paying taxes. I held an icepack on my head all during Bible study last night. Everyone was very gracious not to giggle while we talked.
UPDATE: Okay, here’s a picture of my head, but I don’t know if the redness shows up or not because my school laptop screen doesn’t have great color.
Last night I had Spam for dinner. Spam and toast. The Spam was sliced thin and fried. The toast was buttered. It was good. Very good.
What was really interesting was the fact that this was Spam with bacon. I didn’t see any chunks of bacon in it. Perhaps the bacon is blenderized along with the rest of the meat before it’s poured into the can or something. Whatever the case, this looked like normal Spam.
And the taste? Well, perhaps it was a little smokier, but I didn’t otherwise notice a strong bacon flavor. Maybe if I did a side-by-side taste test or something. But I wasn’t able to eat one whole can of Spam. How would I justify opening two? The waste of good canned meat would be a terrible shame. Maybe I’ll try my experiment at my next party. I could cut it into small pieces and tell everyone it was some gourmet delicacy from Hawaii. If I put a pineapple slice on the plate, I could totally pull it off.
When we were kids, my mom would secretly fill Easter baskets for us. We would leave them by the front door the night before Easter Sunday, sometimes with a carrot in them, and in the morning they would be filled with sweets. It was awesome.
Among the sweets were small, solid chocolate easter eggs that kind of looked like footballs. We would eat the larger items first, so we always had plenty of these small eggs… which my brother and I would then throw at each other in our bedroom. And believe me, they could really sting if you got hit good. When it came time to pick them up, we’d never find all of them, and we’d have chocolate all over the room… which our mom had to pick up. And what she didn’t find was found by bugs… which was a mess. Sorry, Mom.
Yesterday a girl brought a big container full of bagged chocolates to school. Among them were these small, solid chocolate eggs that kind of looked like footballs… which the kids proceeded to drop everywhere in school, including my classroom… which I had to pick up. I guess what comes around, goes around.
I’m definitely not looking forward to the day some kid brings paper cups and gasoline to school. Sorry, Karma.
