"You're all a bunch of fuckin' idiots. Let people tell you what to do. Let people push you around. How long do ya think it's gonna last? How long are ya gonna let it go on? Maybe you love getting your face stuck in the shit. You're all a bunch of slaves...Letting everybody push you around. What are you gonna do about it? What are you gonna do about it?..... I wanna see some action out there. I wanna see you people come up here and have some fun. No limits. No laws. I'm not talking about guns and riots, I'm talking about love. Take your clothes off and love each other....Do you wanna see my cock?"

Miami, 1969

August 30, 2001

I just spent an hour typing up a post, yes it was really that long, but the fucking server timed out and its gone, so I'm fucking pissed. I was going on about my 31st birthday tomorrow and it was very philosophical, but fuck fuck fuck!!! The only thing I can glean from it is this that my mom sent me, which is totally unlike her, as its a lil risque...for her
>
> > > When I was 14, I hoped that one day I would have a girlfriend.
> > > When I was 16 I got a girlfriend, but there was no passion.
> > > So I decided I needed a passionate girl with zest for life.
> > >
> > > In University I dated a passionate girl, but she was too emotional.
> > > Everything was an emergency, she was a drama queen, cried all
> > > the time and threatened suicide. So I decided I needed a girl
> > > with stability.
> > >
> > > When I was 21 I found a very stable girl but she was boring.
> > > She was totally predictable and never got excited about anything.
> > > Life became so dull that I decided I needed a girl with some
> > > excitement.
> > >
> > > When I was 25 I found an exciting girl, but I couldn't keep
> > > up with her.
> > > She rushed from one thing to another, never settling on anything.
> > > She did mad impetuous things and flirted with everyone she met.
> > > She made me miserable as often as happy. She was great fun
> > > initially and very energetic, but directionless.
> > > So I decided to find a girl with some ambition.
> > >
> > > When I turned 28, I found a smart ambitious girl with her
> > > feet planted firmly on the ground and married her.
> > > She was so ambitious that she divorced me
> > > and took everything I owned.
> > >
> > > I am now 30 and am looking for a girl with very big tits.


So maybe tomorrow I can capture some of what I was writing, but for now, I must prepare for another day in school, and those damn kids better buy me a cake or something!!

August 26, 2001

Just as I was becoming popular in Afganistan:

Taliban reportedly bans internet use

The Taliban is reported to have banned the use of the internet in Afghanistan.

According to Pravda, Kabul's Sharia radio says the decree is to be observed by citizens of Afghanistan and international charities on its territory.

It says anyone who ignores the ban will be punished under Sharia law, but doesn't say how.

Pravda says the decree has been laid down by Taliban leader Mullah Mohammad Omar.

It reports free access to the internet will be limited only to Taliban leaders.

The decree said government offices that felt they needed access to the internet for work purposes could write to Mullah Omar's office, but added that the ban would be strictly enforced.

From Ananova

August 25, 2001

School started, thus the lack of updates. I am so fucking behind; I didn't have my room ready until the day the kids started coming in, my lesson plans are incomplete, and I have yet to type up any syllabi, but other than that it going pretty well just winging it. Scary thoughts for parents out there.

I am also experiencing what I can only explain as an "aging" problem. Maybe I am just paranoid as birthday number 31 approaches next Friday. I am not taking about arthritis, I can handle that, not grey hair, that is non-existant, not balding, thank goodness as I am single, but, it is a pain in the ass...literally. I am talking about a hemorrhoid about the size of a fucking dime. I can't even fucking sit down for more than 15 minutes. Not that I could do that anyway, but before it was because I have no attention span, but now it's because my fucking ass hurts so bad I want to beat the next person I see. Fucking fuck shit damn asshole. I am not about to go to the store and by Preparation H either. I gotta get a friend to do that or something. I don't get embarassed easily, but i am not going to buy medication for my ass in front of the whole fucking town. I think I am dying...ass cancer.

Well, off to do something constructive or destructive...

send get well cards and donations to my ass...

August 17, 2001

It has become painfully clear to me, that I am addicted to the net.

As a new school year approaches, and as I get ready to return to work, I think of the time I am going to miss on-line. That's sad, but this is basically, but not the only way, that I kept myself entertained throughout the summer.

Of course, there is always much to be anticipated going into a new school year.

This year especially. For the first time in four years, there are a noticeable lack of freshmen in my classes. After 3 years of teaching freshmen health, I was burnt out. The lack of maturity, the smelly, sweaty glands, the total lack of clue of what high school is all about. This last year did it for me. Usually by the end of the year, the freshman have grown up a little bit. Not last year. I really think it had to do with the crackdown on bullying. I am all for putting a stop to the bullies around school, they have absolutely nothing to offer a campus, but I think we went too far by stopping many senior ritual initiation rights for the incoming dork squad. I believe by not allowing the seniors to pick on freshman as in the history of high schools, our freshmen did not learn their place in our society. At the end of the year, they still believed they were 8th graders. So this year, I will not step in, unless there is a grave danger, when a senior is giving a freshman a little shit, after all, life is full of shit, better to learn that lesson now. I am in no way advocating violence, just a wee bit of fun at someone elses expense. Now isn't that what life is all about? If you can't make fun of those less fortunate than you, this would be a boring life. See ya in class.

August 19, 2001

I have my first local on the People I Want to Punch in the Face page, so check it out. You'll get the story when you hover your mouse over its face.

My parents gave me my birthday early, still 12 days away, $200 for new clothes for school. I haven't had new clothes in about 3 years, definitely 2, since The Bitch left 15 months ago, last year I had no money, honey. So yes, I have been one of those teachers that has worn the same clothing for 2 to 3 years. Luckily, no one has really noticed and made fun of me about it. So I'll be heading out to the mall, which I hate because there's always too many fucking idiots walking around about two miles an hour picking out something tacky for their already hideous wardrobes; stretch pants, flowery polyester shirts, 42B bras cause they haven't watched their weight, wrangler jeans, cowboy boots, Garth Brooks-style honky shirts, oversized belt buckles, pants that are way to big, fucking FUBU shirts all in the same color so it looks like they are wearing the fucking thing every day, spandex (yes there are still people who wear it), fucking toe socks...eewww, granny underwear, jockey shorts, tube socks with stripes, sandals with socks, sandals with socks pulled up past your calves. Did I leave anybody out? Now I know i'm not a fashion guru, but I can discern, what is reasonbly attractive and what is not.

August 15, 2001

THE PRESIDENT IS HERE!! THE PRESIDENT IS HERE!!

That's right, the leader of the free world, protector of Christianity, proof that it doesn't take an honor student to get elected or govern is visiting. Our fair leader will first stop off at an elementary school in Albuquerque to read to 2nd graders. Of course 2nd graders were chosen because 3rd grade is above our presidents reading level. He will then spread a compassionaltely conservate message at the new Hispano Chamber of commerce. I could keep going on this one for days, but suffice to say, I don't think ol' Dubya would know a Hispanic if one came up and hit him in the face. Today may be our lucky day. The Prezz will then spread a conservatively conservative message at a fundraiser for Republican 18- time senator and 873 year old Pete Dominici. The luncheon is $1000 a plate, so don't expect any average folks there. In New Mexico, I believe only 2 or 3 families can actually afford that. We have 50% of our population under the poverty line, so gather round, maybe the republicans will throw out some scraps at the end.
I do believe if you take your bible and profess being a baptist, there is a slight discount, or at least a promise of getting into heaven. The president is departing at around 7pm, so I have my mortar rounds set up. Wish me luck.

August 12, 2001

I thought drivers in this town were bad. Yesterday I drove a round trip of about 500 miles around this fair Land of Enchantment and by the time I got home, I was ready to kill more than my share of morons. My parents were camping up at lake near the Colorado border, so I went up for the day, well it was about 3 hours driving one way, so i left at about 7 am and got home about 8:30 pm and was so emotionally and physically drained I preceded to go to bed right after I got home. But I digress, the drivers in my particular town are pretty bad, usually someone is cutting across in front of you so they can get into traffic, even if you're barrelling down on them with the force of charging rhino. But the experience I had yesterday in Northern New Mexico puts everything into perspective. Albuquerque is a problem, but when you take a city of half a million residents and expect them to ride on a freeway system designed for 200,000 residents with no bypass system, your gonna have some congestion. Santa Fe is the fucking SUV capital of the world. Who told these fucking upper middle class suburbanites that Santa Fe was the perfect place to raise their 2.3 kids, 1.5 dogs, and 0.7 extramarital affairs? I have never seen a white picket fence in Santa Fe, more like fake adobe and stucco. 20 miles north of Santa Fe, you enter Espanola. In the '70's, Espanola's claim to fame was that it was one of the major low rider centers in the world. Per capita, there were more low riders there than in California. So as these guys up there have gotten older over the past 25 years, they've slowed down a little. OK, a lot. They can tell your not from around there if you drive over 20 miles an hour. The road toward the lake, still about 90 miles away, was bumper to bumper as we were all stuck behind one of these aging slow riders. By this time I was ready to fuck or fight, and sure as hell didnt see any hot chicks. The town near the lake is called Tierra Amarilla and is still known for its gun battles. Not historical battles, but current ones and there's only like 300 people that live there. Well, this town still posts a sign that says "You better run White Boy".
Well, lunch and the visit was good, so no complaints there.
I went home thru Taos and they were having some kind of arts festival. I ran over a few of those artsy fuckers before i left town. The only thing slower than an old fucker from Espanola is the damn tourists in Taos. When I ran over that guy, the Georgia O'Keefe paintings he was carrying flew into the back of my truck. I figure I can make a pretty penny on them.

August 9, 2001

New Mexico News:

Today, I was watching the news.

Now, I placed that link above because that particular NBC affiliate has taken it upon themselves to be the absolutely, most well-known, most complete station ever conceived of in the history of television. Of course they now have this very annoying habit of breaking into the only shows I watch, which aren't that many, with late breaking stories about the Governor's hangnail or how there is a brush fire in one of the vast desolate areas of this state. Like any of us really fuckin care!! They have a feedback line, which I will eventually call, if I ever get offline to bitch about their incessant arrogance. They play selected feedback every Sunday, but always, one negative and two or three positive comments. So its all fucking skewed.
Now I forgot what the fuck topic that got my shorts all knotted up... must not have been very important.

August 6, 2001

Well, I haven't updated in four days because I ran into a lil problem with AOL and Qwest(my new ISP). Warning to everyone out there, make sue you get your AOL shit completely off of your computer before you try to switch over because AOL 6.0 will kill Windows and you will have to restore your entire hard drive!
So it has taken me this long to get everything that I could reinstalled and all the bugs worked out. And most importantly, is that i was so pissed off, I couldn't fucking write about it until now.
The most important thing that I lost was 30,000 names on my family tree that I now have to reinput by hand, on account of the copy i made to disc, had an error and I couldn't unzip it.

MURPHY'S LAW: Anything that could possibly go wrong, will.

Well, every time I start this computer, i wait with bated breath. But maybe I'll get a new one for my birthday. Hint: to the two readers of this site, maybe I'll get a new computer for my birthday...August 31.

August 2, 2001

Yesterday and today, I was at a teacher's seminar for my school. Now I don't sit well and after about two hours, I'm bouncing off the walls. And usually my mouth can get me in trouble, but not this time, Everyone is used to me I guess, but I must have been rambling about something, because someone told me I was beating a dead horse. Well, now that I have thought about it, that fucking horse deserved to get beat, well, because the fucker died on me!!
But this one wasn't to bad cause today they took us on a field trip to 3 different manufacturing plants that are starting up apprenticeship programs around town, and I got to wear a fucking hard hat. How cool is that? I was trying to get hit in the head to see if it would work, but the guy told me it was just a bump hat. Cheap bastards. My principal was in the group with us, and I was trying my best to behave, cause she is all big on professionalism, but she laughed, a first, so maybe she doesn't hate me anymore. We'll see, first time I fuck up on something...
oh yeah, the tours ran long and we did not get to eat until 2pm, so that compounded my behavior, I was trying to get this cute lil 32 year old teachers aide to leave her husband, but she is so very married. Damn. I found out she lives only three blocks from me so I plan on dropping by...
i guess that's all for now.