The Class

Jesica is Winning!

She is still four percentage points ahead of me in our Statistics class. What's worse is that I'm still not even enrolled.

Way to go Jesica!!

Isn't it Ironic? Don't you think?

So, I didn't do so well with the everyday Blogging goal. However, I think that I can get every other day down so that I may actually have consistent readers. Have you been to this site before?

Anyway, today I wanted to discuss, briefly, my long lost family members still located in the British Isles. Okay, so they may not be related to me at all, but have you heard about that crazy flight from Delhi to London? Well, let me tell you.

Before you go on, you may take offense to the following story. This is not meant to be offensive or disrespectful. Just merely a lesson in rhetoric - isn't it ironic?

An elderly woman in coach was upgraded from her seat, just after take off, with her family to 1st class. Unfortunately, she didn't share the excitement that I would have if I had the opportunity to fly first class. Lucky for those in coach, however, it didn't cost the family any money. The poor woman died in coach and the crew had to move the body. She just died. The "crew were working in difficult circumstances and chose the option they thought would cause least disruption". So they put her in 1st class. Least disruption? Tell that to the unfortunate Paul Trinder. The man is now famous for sitting next to a corpse that kept slipping off of the seat because of turbulence.

Okay, enough of that...I'm not sure what I would have chosen to do in that case - maybe find an airport close and disembark and load the body in the cargo hold? Or perhaps place the woman respectfully in the very back of the plane covered by a blanket? Or maybe it was just honorable of British Airways to, one time in the woman's life (or lack thereof), upgrade her to 1st class? But she couldn't even enjoy it!

So, here is to the irony that is: your replacement getting an office because you made the job worthwhile.
So, here is to the irony that is: the employee you're training making more money than you.
So, here is to the irony that is: craving the popcorn at the bottom of the bag because you think it might have more butter and finding that you only get more kernel.
So, here is to the irony that is: a free upgrade when you're no longer alive to use it.

Bummer...and thank you kindly British Airways for thinking of her honor!

When I was in 6th grade I had to give a report on Ireland. I actually chose to do this country because there was a girl in my ward that had just returned from her mission there. She was kind enough to allow me to take her scrapbook. This was handy because I just covered some of her strange pictures and goofy comments with some that made sense for a 6th grade report. I think that this shows that it isn't always what you know that matters.

Anyway, since it is St. Patrick's Day I thought that I would share some conviviality that has helped me enjoy March 17th every year I've been alive.

Green Shamrock Pancakes - I love to add food coloring to different culinary items. There is nothing better than the creation of a pancake shaped like a Shamrock! Ooh, and some green milk really helps those go down.

Darby O'Gill and the Little People - I once heard that if a movie has either monkeys or little people it's a good movie. I would just like to add that Sean Connery singing makes a movie great, too! By the way, thanks to Sean Connery's singing, I have wooed many young maidens.

Green Clothing - A nice green shirt always brightens the day. I know that pink is the new black and that lime green is the new pink, but a clover-colored shirt shows that you don't only have to have beer to celebrate St. Patty.

Corn Beef and Cabbage - This is surely an acquired taste and I find that there are a lot of seasoned adults that crave this stuff. There must be a reason you can't find it in a microwavable meal. The problem is that I kind of like it, so my wife must be right about my age...

Easter Candy - I don't know if you've noticed but there isn't a whole lot of St. Patrick's Day candy. Eating clovers from the Oklahoma ground is actually great, but they are a little sour, so with the help of an over-eager confection industry I have already been thankful for that rabbit that lays those beautiful Cadbury Eggs. It was a happy day when CVS/Pharmacy stocked their shelves with those eggs of goodness.

So, next year involve these 5 items in your St. Patrick's Day celebration and you'll be wishing you were leaning backwards with your feet in the air kissing the Blarney Stone so you can be more persuasive throughout the year!!

The Beginning

Jesica applied to Cal State Fullerton today. I am such a proud husband. It is a little depressing though that she'll be done by the time she is 24 and I'll be done at 27...chalk one up for Jes!

In other news, on Tuesday night I went to listen to a world renown feminist, Gloria Steinem. I had never really been to a speech like that. I've sat in lectures at school and listened to students yell and crack jokes because the principle was being goofy, but I've never seen people act the way they did at this meeting. There were 3 different people that spoke their mind and then taken out in handcuffs. Here is what they did:

1. The first young man ran up to the stage with a clear plastic bag full of red and white cloth. As he poured them out on the stage next to Ms. Steinem he yelled that this was the blood of all the innocent children that she is a part of killing through abortion activism.

2. This gentleman threw a chair into the aisle as he screamed that we were all murderers. I was just there for extra credit - Gosh!

3. The third sat with a camcorder. He recorded everything and was making comments under his breath quite audibly. Anyway, as the other two guys were escorted out his outbursts became more frequent and more hostile. He was blocked off and on by a few large women who stood on chairs in front of him. This caused him to stand and those behind him to complain about him and those in his immediate view. Eventually he was escorted out.

I won't tell you what I though about Ms. Steinem's comments or the outbursts from fellow CSUSB students. What I will tell you is that I didn't even get extra credit for going...bummer. At least, I'm a little more well-rounded. Right?