My family decide to eat at Hooters. It’s early enough before the big game that we get a table handily and apparently they have many chicken wings ready at their disposal since they’re getting ready for the many Superbowl orders. And before you think that I mean “me and my brothers” when I say “family,” let me tell you that it’s my wife, my sister-in-law, my niece and me.
felixnation :: Feb.01.2009 :: Addictions, Conversations, family :: Comments Off
I get sick two weeks away from the students. As punishment, my body decides to become ill.
My wife says that I get sick because I miss my students. I think she’s joking because if any student reads this they’re probably getting excited about the prospect of a substitute teacher the day they return from vacation.
felixnation :: Dec.24.2008 :: The Coal Mine, students, wife :: Comments Off
Yesterday afternoon, before we leave work, our Assistant Principal makes the following announcement:
All after-school activities are canceled. Please check the website before you call or come in to school tomorrow.
felixnation :: Dec.19.2008 :: Mad Schemes, Odysseys, The Coal Mine, coworkers, wife :: Comments Off
Nope.
And muscles don’t secretly work out on their own, either. So when a coworker asks if you’ve been working out when you’ve actually been doing the opposite (slacking out), then what can you possibly say in return?
felixnation :: Dec.17.2008 :: The Coal Mine, coworkers :: Comments Off
Today I am wearing a dark collared shirt with brown corduroy pants. They do not go together. It’s not just that they’re not from the same species or branch of animal, but it’s rather like they’re from completely different trees.
How do I reach this state? Wind. Wind and trees and power lines.
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felixnation :: Dec.15.2008 :: Fashion Police, Hermit Cave, The Coal Mine, coworkers :: Comments Off
That’s right. It’s that time of year.
Every now and then I order something on the Internet that I don’t have delivered to my two safe zones–work or parents’ house. It’s already bad enough that when a box arrives my dad just asks me if it’s my “little men” of miniature toy soldiers, or that the office staff tells me they got presents for me when they put a box of traded Monsterpocalypse figures in my mailbox. And this time, for some reason, I didn’t want to share the delivery of my Playstation 3.
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felixnation :: Dec.13.2008 :: Addictions, Fortuna, Hermit Cave, Mad Schemes, coworkers, friends, wife :: Comments Off
The Internet makes you stupid. I believe this is a scientifically proven study. If it isn’t, then someone better get on it if they want to contend for the Nobel Peace Prize.
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felixnation :: Dec.08.2008 :: Hermit Cave, Learnin' Stuff, family, friends, wife :: Comments Off
I don’t know much, but I know cold.
Today I try to fix the problem.
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felixnation :: Dec.01.2008 :: Hermit Cave, Learnin' Stuff :: Comments Off
To quote the Holy Grail, I’m not dead yet, but I’m not perfectly well. Pain in the back and my voice feels like it’s going somewhere that my larynx can’t reach. It scratches.
However, I don’t want to use a sick day.
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felixnation :: Dec.01.2008 :: The Coal Mine :: Comments Off
My co-worker D– stops me in the hall. I don’t know how you function, Felix, she says.
I don’t know what she means, and then I see her looking at the thing a student confused with a pizza box. You got pizza? he kept asking me.
It’s my new desktop! I say, with everything I usually leave on my desk.
It’s made out of the boxtops used to hold reams of paper, so there’s a ready source of re-usable boxtops in the building. Everything that I normally stack and stuff into the confines of some kind of bag I now shuffle into assorted piles and– well, I pile them.
The result is a wonder to behold. If you’re me. For some reason, I don’t think it’s going to catch on.
felixnation :: Oct.14.2008 :: The Coal Mine, coworkers :: Comments Off