A 9/11 Post That Has Nothing At All To Do With 9/11

Yes, hello. This morning has been fairly technologically challenged, but I'm here now. I'll never leave you again. Anyway, I know today is the 5 year anniversary of 9/11 and all, but I feel as though writing about it would be letting the terrorists win. Plus, it's depressing, and I can't have my readers dwelling on sad subjects. On to other things:

First off, one week down! That would equal 175 days till summer. Ooof, I better not think of it that way... I just got a bit of a queasy feeling.

Speaking of queasy, I got a tetanus shot at the doctor last week. In case you haven't had one in a very long time (like, say, 10 years), don't let your good doc trick you into believing that it "won't hurt a bit". That m.f.'er feels like someone punched you in the arm with brass knuckles, on top of a recent stab wound. I could actually feel my muscles trying to mend themselves back together all weekend. However, as The Boy succinctly stated, I should stop whining because "it's better than lockjaw". Indeed.

And speaking of whining, I don't know why everyone is crying about the Red Sox being down by seven games. I went to the game yesterday and not only did the Sox win big over Kansas City, but the game was fun as hell. Who cares about batting averages when you're sitting in Fenway Park? Besides, now that football has started people will be complaining about the Patriots and Tom Brady instead of the Sox and Manny Ramirez.

And speaking of Ramirez, the sixth graders have started their big biography projects and they are hilarious. They pick out everything from Jim Carrey to Venus Williams to Queen Elizabeth I. One boy was sorely disappointed that we didn't have any bios on Patton- "That's General Patton, from World War II", he informed me. Thanks for the history lesson, young sir.

And speaking of sixth graders, I have one small blonde boy who has checked out a different vampire book every day since the start of school. Last week I saw him and his twin playing some type of vampire RPG on the computer and when I tried to get closer to make sure there wasn't too much blood and gore going on, I noticed both boys reeked of garlic. I guess we won't have to worry about the undead creeping up on us here in school. As long as they're not carrying around wooden stakes they're okay with me.

And speaking of the undead, I feel like a zombie when I have to wake up at 5:30 in the morning, even when I fall asleep at 9 p.m. And so I will end my post here, and try to carry on with the working day in a less-dead fashion. See you tomorrow, peoples.