Hello! The semester is sadly coming to an end, so this could be one of the last posts of the year. Waah, wahh.
If you are wondering, this week's picture is brought to you by perhaps the most dedicated reader (so far), Amber Roberts, who enjoys checking the blog during surgery at the St. John Medical Center in Tulsa, OK. That red blob on the little table there is the patient's old face! Just kidding, I don't know what that is. Anyway, thanks, Amber, for your support as well as for your allegiance to the field of plastic surgery!
This gave me an idea that might be fun... It might be cool for next semester if readers would submit pictures of themselves reading the blog! What do you think?
Anyway, we are having our last class of the semester right now! Wooo Hooo!!!
Also, our classroom got nice, new carpet! There is no smell I like more than new carpet smell. This is going to be a good day!
Yarnhair is suspiciously missing from class today. She probably had to go back to the Patch. Also, I wanted to alert you guys to something I found. It is a web series by the great Amy Poehler called Smart Girls at the Party. Here is the site:http://www.onnetworks.com/videos/smart-girls-at-the-party
The series is geared toward teen and preteen girls (and post-teens like me) and there is not one word spoken of Miley Cyrus or being a princess. It features real girls with cool talents and it promotes intelligence and being your own person, something that, in my opinion, today's society is sorely lacking. There is one episode about a 6 year-old feminist. That kid is awesome!!! Anyway, I just thought it was cool, and whoever knows a pre-teen, teen or post-teen that would be interested should check it out.
OK, so these guys in my apartment complex are driving me crazy, which leads me to believe that I have become an elderly lady. I suspect they are running a modern day speakeasy in their rented garage downstairs. Clue #1 that I'm an elderly lady is that I just used the term speakeasy. So be it. I think there is poker and booze and cheap cigars. I always find clues by the morning trash heap I encounter on my way to work each morning. I found a box for a card table and chairs, several empty playing card boxes and each night, several empty cases of beer.
I usually wouldn't care that such activities are going on, but most week nights when I get home from a hard day's work, I have to smell billows of cigar and stale cigarette smoke. Last night the smell made it to my apartment! Also, the other night two of the guys got in a fight and were yelling at each other at the top of their lungs at around 3:00 in the morning! And Grandma needs her sleep!
Also, the other night I got home and pointed my clicker thing at the entry gate kiosk only to find a disembodied manikin head staring right back at me. Terrified does not begin to describe my reaction. I think the speakeasy boys had something to do with that head. If there are going to be manikin heads lurking about, I don't think I can live here anymore! There really creep me out!
OK, I guess that's all for now, Grandma needs her sleep...ZZZZZ
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