My Dogs are Mooing

People who work for Springfield Public Schools often do a Plus Delta chart after major events.  The Plus side lists all of the positive things that occurred, while the Delta side is suggestions for changes or improvements.  I have had the ultimate of Plus Delta days. Plus: * Work was lovely today. * I saw the parents of my father's first groupie (a little first grader who, after watching my dad play guitar for choir, presented him with a drawing she had made of him singing.  It's now framed in his music room.  Cutest thing ever!). * The hot dog I had at lunch was delicious. * My teaching partner and I had a wonderful talk and super tasty BBQ dinner. * Only one more day of teaching this week before a much-needed work day. * I had already flushed. * I learned about ukeleles from a guy at Radio Shack. Delta: * It was hot today.  I felt icky. * I forgot my lunch, necessitating the need to eat the delicious hot dog.  While I was happy with the hot dog I would have been

1.  Last Friday night I was driving home from my parents' house when I saw two gentlemen on the corner.  One was wearing a jumpsuit and the other was dressed as (I swear) Captain Hook.  They appeared to be brushing up on their creeper skills.  Well played, boys.  Well played. 2.  I've been watching a lot of "Storage Wars" lately.  Who puts glass eyeballs in a storage locker?  Why are plastic chairs worthy of storage?  If someone can afford to purchase and store randomly valuable items, why can't they afford to pay the storage fees?  And why do so many people store money in storage lockers?  Haven't they ever heard of a bank? 3.  My father used the work "Grok" in Words with Friends.  He claims it means "to understand."  Later when I was telling him about my bad day he told me he totally grokked (groked?).  Thanks for the support, Dad. 4. - 6.  I'm sure I've mused about some more stuff here, I'm just too tired to remember.

I'm home from an amazing trip to Colorado! My friends and I had a ton of fun walking in the beautiful weather, sitting by the pool, watching the Olympics, browsing bookstores, and hiking in the mountains.  The one less than stellar part?  The actual travel. On the plus side, leaving from Branson airport instead of Springfield airport is a real money-saver.  On the down side, I had to go to Branson airport.  As one of my fellow travelers observed, "It's in the middle of nowhere!"  That about sums it up.  The only landmark is the Murder Rock (???) Golf Course and Restaurant.  The airport is small, which does make it easy to navigate.  The airline lady probably didn't even really need to use the microphone, but it did give things an air of big city-ness.  She announced that our flight was full and asked for volunteers to gate-check luggage for free.  Since I was taking a direct flight I had no problem giving up my suitcase.  I was especially impressed by the yo