At least when I taught the space unit I got old KFC buckets to make helmets out of. Certainly much better for surviving in space than a badly colored paper bag.
Elementary teachers...you would never see a middle school teacher in that thing. Those kids would have the duct tape out and me trapped in that sad get up.
That is why we have teacher's aides. They do all the things that I below my dignity to do. I don't go into dunk tanks, or take a pie in the face or babysit pythons or other assorted reptiles. I don't clean up any fluid that emit from a child. I will not take a child to a bathroom because if a parent sends their precious little snowflake to school without teaching them about using the toilet then those parents deserve to have their kids come how with poopy drawers.
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.
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Not very imaginative is it? We had lots of fun with paper bags and boxes at home, but at school we expected more.
That's a pretty sad looking rocket ship, too.
Elementary teachers...you would never see a middle school teacher in that thing. Those kids would have the duct tape out and me trapped in that sad get up.
That is why we have teacher's aides. They do all the things that I below my dignity to do. I don't go into dunk tanks, or take a pie in the face or babysit pythons or other assorted reptiles. I don't clean up any fluid that emit from a child. I will not take a child to a bathroom because if a parent sends their precious little snowflake to school without teaching them about using the toilet then those parents deserve to have their kids come how with poopy drawers.
Debra - don't even get me started on the rocketship.
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