Something about elementary school gyms and cafs makes you revert a little bit. When the poll worker with the stickers asked who wanted one, the 4 of us all stuck our hands up all meMe!ME!...and uh, actually said that outloud. And then everyone stood there proudly like we were getting gold starts or something. It was cute.

So Rand Paul won in Kentucky. This may be a good thing, because it's going to be hard to hide what a looney tune he and his cohorts are. The rest of the country may just go, "That? The Tea Party supports that? Right, put the kiddies back in kindergarten, it's time for the adults to take over."

I can dream. But sometimes the worst thing that can happen to folks is that they get exactly what they want.

Loki is playing shoes and balls. That is, he's batting around a golfball sized superball and using my shoes strategically and as something to beat the hell out of as the ball rolls across the room. Between this and his walks and his diet rations, WHY IS HE SO FAT?!

I interupt this mature discussion about politics to bring you a photo of the obscene squash from today's CSA haul: [link]

Carry on.

It cracks me up how sticker oriented I was. I was all, here's my paper GIMME MY STICKER WHOO I HAZ STIKR!

And then we went and taught, wherein we had to resolve yesterday's Stickergate! One of our students just passed her Book #1 and we made a big fuss, and now everyone is all sticker crazy. One of the students has been kinda notorious for skipping ahead in the book, without telling you, so that you think the other person passed him, and you didn't realize. But, kiddo, those songs are in difficulty order, and now you're struggling with the ones you're pretending to play.

So, we started enforcing sticker checks, where if he claimed to be on a page, we looked back to make sure that the previous songs had stickers on them. SO yesterday, as soon as we turned our backs, he pulled off the stickers from the previous songs and put them on the current songs, as if he'd successfully passed them. Only now we're on to his nefarious game, and checked with each other. Did you pass him? Nope. Did you? Nope.

But he's super fragile emotionally, so today was individual lesson day, and the SO decided to give him a save face way to deal with it. Oops, he said, we noticed some of these old pages don't have stickers on them, so we're not sure exactly where you are in the book. Let's go back and make sure we get those down before we move on. So kiddo is super down, because he knows we know, and more because he has to go back and, you know, actually do the work. But he will be much better off for it. And now the SO is signing the pages, "Good job!" like a real music teacher, so he can't even renew his old shenanigans unless he gets good at forging our handwriting.

But, yeah, it's funny how reward oriented we can get, even trival rewards.

I applaud Jessica's insertion (ba-doom-chee) of vegetable porn.

::golf claps::

Squash are so shameless.

Yargh. The house race in my district is currently at 49.86% vs. 50.14%. TOO MUCH CLOSE!!

This is the slimy robocall I got: [link]

I'm watching Zoo Confidential on NGC Wild, which is sufficiently non-political that I can go lalala until it's Daily Show time....