"Just an update," he said, "I'm just here to tell everybody what's up."

And he was about to do just that - when his computer crashed its motorcycle outside of Jonsie's Sports Bar and Grille.

Luckily for me, my computer did n't crash, and I'm able to tell you all about my days.

My days are filled with plays.

that's not all too helpful, try again.

I teach ... computer age philosophy. buy my student's would rather watch tv....

no. that's a song lyric. try again.

The pile of Snow north of the sloan house is loosing its will to live, but the mess in my kitchen is amassing arms near the boarder near the boarder of my sanity.

We might be on the brink of another cold war with Russia... or a world war with Russia. I didn't think I'd live to see that happen again. I think there's a game of thrones analogy in there about the big summers and winters, but i'm not sure I want to dig for it.

I am really enjoying being a substitute high school teacher, a college professor, a gymnastics coach, a drama director all while organizing a big theatre festi val for the summer... but I still feel like I'm not getting anything done!

and with that, Waffles!

Time to Fly!

Let’s see, my plane leaves at 5, that is if there was a plane, and for the sake of this argument let’s say there was. 

Ok, so there’s this plane. 

And then a chicken arrives and promptly gets sucked into the jet engine, causing the plane to crash and everybody on it to perish.

 "Dang," says the writer, "I just killed about 200 people with a chicken for no good reason."

But wait! 

There’s a curse on the Rolex one of the business executives now being gently nibbled by a catfish. You see, this (former) living (former) business executive bought it off a street peddler, and former street peddler (now a jail bird too for the act of peddling stolen Rolexes)  gathered said Rolex off of a gypsy named Dan, to took it from the husband of a wife named Strega. 

And good ole' Strega, she laid a curse on the watch: that whomever acquires it unfairly shall suffer an less-than-enviable fate… 

You can imagine what will happen to the poor catfish who, at this time, is ingesting said watch… 

While you ponder aquatic doom that befalls both the fish and the angler who will eventually noodle it and find the cursed object… simply imagine what kind of curses Strega places on her Tupperware! 

And with that,

Waffles.

Big and Little things

Hello,

It's late and I should be doing other things... but I miss you. I miss this.

and by missing this, you have missed out on so many little things. Big things too.

I'm married now.
She lives in Canada.

Next time I blog, I may be in Canada too.

Right now, I'm in Iowa. In a big brick house. My brother and family moves in with me in two weeks.

 I teach gymnastics, high school theatre, college level public speaking and occasionally substitute. Just got off a three week stint as a Biology teacher. It was a lot of fun!

Tomorrow we send out the call for Wapsifest '14 "The Bike Ride of the Valkyrie" someday I should write about Wapsifest '13...

It has been a hard, cold winter but the ice may go out of there winter like it always does, the week of March 17th.

I'm really looking forward to spring.

Waffles!