Oh, yeah, baby, it's snakalicious in here.

Xander ,'Empty Places'


Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


megan walker - Mar 07, 2011 7:57:28 pm PST #26855 of 30001
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist

Meara, if it makes you feel better, I'm not sure my ability to recognize creepy men has helped me very much in life.

In happier news, looks like my genetic testing was negative, so that's a relief.


Burrell - Mar 07, 2011 8:36:18 pm PST #26856 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

That is happy news, megan.


javachik - Mar 07, 2011 8:42:32 pm PST #26857 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.

In happier news, looks like my genetic testing was negative, so that's a relief.

yay!

Uh oh, Perkins, you sure it wasn't dita just crawling on your back while you slept?

(I realize now that the preceding question probably gives Megan more heebiejeebies than does the bed bug question.)


megan walker - Mar 07, 2011 8:55:04 pm PST #26858 of 30001
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist

Maybe that's how they steal your soul.


Zenkitty - Mar 08, 2011 12:44:42 am PST #26859 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Maybe that's how they steal your soul.

This explains my soullessness!


Anne W. - Mar 08, 2011 1:15:44 am PST #26860 of 30001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

I got an 86 on the facial recognition test, but I'm not sure the kind of recognition they were testing is very useful. What I'd like to see a test for is matching face with context.

I've had a bazillion embarrassing moments where I've run into someone I know (and who knows me), but I can't figure out how I know them. It takes a huge number of repeat encounters before I can consistently recognize someone out of their usual context (work, knitting store, gym, etc.)


Zenkitty - Mar 08, 2011 1:19:00 am PST #26861 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

I've had a bazillion embarrassing moments where I've run into someone I know (and who knows me), but I can't figure out how I know them.

Me too. Worse, flat-out not recognizing someone out of their normal (to me) context. Like, I've always seen Familiar Person in Renaissance costume, and here she is in the Safeway in sweats, and I have no clue that she's even someone I know until she starts talking to me.


Calli - Mar 08, 2011 1:22:14 am PST #26862 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Yeah, I'm lousy at recognizing people out of context. Yesterday I ran into a coworker at the gym. It took 5-10 minutes to figure out where I knew her from. I spend hours every month in small meeting rooms with the woman, and take notes at one of them that include her name. Oh, well.


Kat - Mar 08, 2011 1:42:51 am PST #26863 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

I was wondering earlier how English teachers with freakin CHILDREN cope.

Um... I don't know but there are times that I'm pretty sure I'm not doing a good job at either.

I do better, actually, when I teach all new books -- last year I taught stuff I knew and was like, YAWN. This year, I've taught some stuff I know plus Invisible Man (which I hadn't read before), Jane Eyre and Importance of Being Earnest (which I read in high school) and now Love in the Time of Cholera (which I hadn't read since college).

My thing is the shear amount of writing I assign. Since we ave 6 weeks until AP, I will assign two in-class essays each week until the big test. Plus 2 or 3 out of classroom assignments during that period.

Not to mention the research papers I do in my expository class.


Strix - Mar 08, 2011 2:20:30 am PST #26864 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

God, Kat. That's crazy writin'.

We should all really, really come up with a list of books we teach, rubrics, etc, and share on Google docs.

You know, in our copious free time.