On the absurd side, I gave a student a copy of that article on student entitlement in a last-ditch effort to get him to show some life. I told him I was going to try to transfer the "locus of control" onto him.

Even if it doesn't work, I think we've just started a catch-phrase -- he thought the word "locus" was pretty cool.

Hee. I always wonder if I've struck the right balance of teen drama interference. Mostly I try just to listen, but if they ask directly for input I do tell them stuff.

The best part is when two out of the three of your students in a particular class are having dating drama with each other and are coming to you for advice. I'm all, dude, I totally can't give you insider info!

Another article on sandwiches, this time the Chicago classic Italian Beef.

I *like* it Hec!

She's a street lamp.

A *drunken* (or possibly melted) streetlamp! Oddly, I can't remember the Frodo picture.

Yeah. I probably should have just let it play out on its own. Well, a lesson learned, I suppose.

No, no! You can stir the pot.

Hee. I always wonder if I've struck the right balance of teen drama interference.

See? Liese knows.

ION, Bryan Fuller Fans! I saw the direct-to-DVD Dead Like Me movie available at Amoeba the other day.

Also, you can get the songs that Kristin Chenoweth and Ellen Greene sing on Pushing Daisies off of iTunes. So if you need their version of "Birdhouse In Your Soul" it's available.

New (to me) Yiddishm "From Hunger" meaning "out of desperation". Anyone heard this before?

I have, in some book. IIRC, it's the only place I've read/heard it, though.

New (to me) Yiddishm "From Hunger" meaning "out of desperation". Anyone heard this before?

I've heard it. It was common amongst the beat era comedians like Lenny Bruce and Mort Sahl, and became a part of beat parlance.

"That job writing obits for the Post was strictly from hunger."

I'm kinda obsessing over yiddishms at the moment. But it's from constantly watching Northern Exposure, so it's about decade old stuff.

In other news, I have productively finished all my good easy small tasks and now have a choice between tackling the whole office reorg/massive filing project or calling the IRS.

Happy Birthday Beverly!

In a -wow time really DOES fly sort of thing- can it be an entire year since David wished you a happy natal day by indicating that he was making a Beverly shrine filled with interesting seasonal and Beverly themed items?

Well, I'm contnuing the tradition. Happiest of happies to you.

eta: in my own, timey-wimey defense, I didn't actaully skim past the altar reference upthread. I openned my comment window to make my bday wish, then wandered off for much longer than I realized before actually posting. eep. Time waits for no poster.

Also, you can get the songs that Kristin Chenoweth and Ellen Greene sing on Pushing Daisies off of iTunes. So if you need their version of "Birdhouse In Your Soul" it's available.

Only if you buy the whole album, though.

And should I be disturbed that Kristin's version of "Hopelessly Devoted to You" queued up and I remembered Every. Stinkin' Word. even though it's been oh, TWENTY-SEVEN YEARS since I was in Grease and it wasn't even my part?

Yet I couldn't remember that Nate had afterschool math tutoring today.

Sheesh.