Jun 29, 2005

Semester-end wrap-up


There's no way I can sum up a whole years worth of school in one post, so I won't even try.

But this year, among other things, has brought not one, but two, count 'em two girls with mothers who are murderers.

I'd known about the one, but the other was news to me. The news was related to me one Thursday thusly:

Me (taking roll): "Where's Kia?"

Student (very nonchalantly) "She ain't here."

Other student (just as bored): "It's Thursday. She visiting her Mama in prison today. She don't come on Thursday."

Me: "Oh. Ok. Let's turn to page 51...."


I'd met Kia's mother once. Very nice woman. Very articulate, concerned....a model parent actually. Seems she has something of a temper however.

She shot a police officer. Killed him.

Now, I don't know the details of the incident, but knowing what I do of the NOPD, let's just say, I'm giving her the benefit of the doubt.
The other student's mother is still on the lamb, still hasn't been found. Seems she (much more mundanely) just shot her husband.

Both girls by the way, are sweet as can be...and whip smart.

I can't wait for the summer.

Jun 28, 2005

The baby sitter and me...


As you can see, I recently came out of my self imposed
semi-Luddite state and bought a printer and scanner. (One day I'll get cable, I
swear)
So I've been wasting lots of time scanning old pictures with varying degrees of success.
I found this old one of myself in one of my
mothers albums. It's one of my favorite pictures of myself as a child.
This (the can of Schlitz, I mean) was the common way of "baby sitting"
for my father back then. Explains a lot, doesn't it?

lost disco worlds


Yesterday, I found a book from the Andy Warhol Museum,
called Andy Warhol, 365 Takes. It's a huge book, 365 pictures of various Warhol ephemera, drawings, photos, magazines, letters, porn, furniture from the Factory, albums, stuffed dogs, but mostly paintings from the Warhol Museum.
It's just a fascinating look at someone's life.

Relatedly, I also found this link, randomly the other night.
It's a site of wonderful pictures of Soho in the 70's (click on the title above)

Of course, there are multiple pictures of Andy there too, but not only him.
It's a whole lost world.

I think I'm going to try to find the most obscure Eurodisco I can today.

Jun 27, 2005

Not the way I'd hoped to die...


I guess the most "exciting" thing that's happened lately is that I was nearly
killed. (See photo above from newspaper)

My mother and I went to eat lunch one day earlier this week.
Just as we were just about to walk into the restaurant...I had paused to open the door for her....suddenly I heard a bump from the highway, about 50 feet away.
We turned to see a Frito Lay truck barreling towards us...it had lost control and was coming toward the restaurant.
Thankfully it hit an electrical pole, which stopped it...
but all we could see were a mass of electrical lines, snapping, popping, flashing with lightening and flying towards us in every direction. One of them knocked down the umbrellas in the front of the restaurant, all of about 10 feet from us.
It all happened in a few minutes of course. I hadn't even pulled the door open.

It was like something out of a movie....like something out of War of the Worlds.
(save your money by the way, Tom Cruise + scary aliens = redundant)

My mother, needless to say, hysterical. Took quite a while to calm her down.
The power was out of the whole area after that.

I love the quote on the truck, by the way: "For the fun of it!"

You can't say God doesn't have a sense of humor.
You have to give Him that.