my answers . . .

if anyone should care.

1. fake cheese is way better than real cheese. i loved fake cheese when i didn't like real cheese at all. my favorite is the fake nacho cheese stuff at the movies. and i also love the little snack packs of breadsticks and cheese. yum!!

2. i see more sunrises than i see sunsets. mostly because i am driving to work during the sunrises and am usually so tired that i am passed out by sunset. i do love the song from "fiddler on the roof". funny anecdote, well not really funny, but i will never forget it. i really hurt my mom's feelings when she had rented movies for me and my girlfriends to watch for a sleepover, and "fiddler" was one of them. well, i told her that it wasn't a cool movie, and could we get another one. i was such a little loser. mom, it is an awesome movie, and if i could go back we would not get a different movie.

3. COFFEE! i hope that the use of caps in this instance will make an impression on you as to how important coffee is to me and also to the students i teach. they know when i have, and have not had my coffee. it is my life support in the morning. tea is for pansies, except for my husband, who could never be considered a pansy.

4. and finally the hardest question of them all the beatles or elvis? really, who can decide? i don't know if i can, but since i have to . . . led zeplin! well i would pick them over "the who". and a kid'll eat ivy too, wouldn't you! yohoo, is gross! that, i do know. maybe we should just go see a show. i don't know.

let's just leave it at this - thppppttttt!!!

nerds!

i write this post dressed in what my husband says is really more of a dork outfit than a nerd outfit. it is nerd day in the jr. high, and i am reminded of a scene from "american splendor". if you have not seen this movie, see it! it is a great movie. in this movie, is a character, who is a real person, that is a nerd and somewhat mentally handicapped. anyway, he goes to see "revenge of the nerds" and is discussing the philisophical aspects as well as the fact that the movie now gives him self-confidence in the fact the he is a nerd. he is proud to be a nerd!

looking around at all of these children dressed up as nerds, or what they consider to be nerd wear, i am struck by a thought. we are all really nerds. deep down in the darkest parts of ourselves we are nerds. we love nerd clothing. it frees us from the constraints of rules and matching and cute. we get to "hang loose" as the hawaiin's would say. we walk funny, talk funny, and feel funny, and that makes us feel free. free to be ourselves, and to not have to be what the world expects us to be.

so my question is: shouldn't every day be nerd day?

don't freak out . . . speak out!

i have some questions for you. yes, you, reading my posts but not saying anything. it is short. so, don't freak out, speak out, let your voice be heard!!

1. true or false - cheese wiz (or any fake cheese) is better than real cheese.


2. sunrise or sunset? (can you hear "fiddler" in the background? my parents had the song in their wedding. collective aww! 1 2 3 . . .)


3. coffee or tea?


4. true or false - the beatles are better than elvis

that's it. now are those so hard. i expect your answers by monday the 15 of march, 2005. (that is the teacher in me coming out.)

nothing . . .

although there has been a lot going on in my life right now, i cannot think of a thing to blog about. my husband will be amazed, this is akin to being speechless, which is not me at all. matthew, by the way, is on his spring break in manchester, england with a friend of his. while i have been slaving away this weekend, putting together probably, the best junior high play production in the history of the world! i am not kidding nor am i exaggerating. it was unparalleled in the universe for a play by junior high students. okay, maybe i am exaggerating a bit, but it was really really, really, really good!

my mind is drawing a complete blank. it seems ironic to me that at a time when i should have something to talk about and reflect on, i don't. my mind is blank, and i am having trouble putting together thoughts. thinking now though, that is not really ironic. irony is . . . nothing, there is nothing in my mind. i want so badly right now to have deep philosophical moment with you, my readers, about how important and emotional and inspirational this weekend was for me, but i have zip, zilch, nada! all i have is this overwhelming blackness in mind. so, i guess this was just me talking about how i have nothing to talk about. i guess, i feel that blogging is something one must do even when not feeling like it, so that that same someone can have a feeling of accomplishing something. but what i have really accomplished? i know you are amazed right now at my ability to continue to ramble about nothing. i am slightly amazed at myself.

i shall close this out with a few quotes on "nothing":

"[n]othing is beneath you, if it is in the direction of your life; nothing is great or desirable if it is off from that. (ralph waldo emerson)

"[n]othing puzzles me more than time and space; and yet nothing troubles me less, as I never think about them. (charles lamb)