Wonderful Portrait

By my count, I have 6 assignments due tomorrow at 4:40pm for my class on Special Education.  The professor said that all of the assignments were due on March 21 and I knew that I should have been working on them all along but, well…I’m a procrastinator.  Thankfully for me, none of the assignments is longer than a couple of pages and I have been reading and observing and doing research.  Just gotta put it all together in written form.  I should call in sick tomorrow.

I have a student in my physiology class; a senior and she’s an artist.  I hadn’t seen her work when I asked if she could paint me a portrait of Jack.  Of course I wasn’t really asking her to do it but she said she would.  That was probably three weeks ago.  Then yesterday she shows up with this and I was fucking stunned.  Look at it!!

 

Isn’t it incredible?!  Watercolor.  And it’s huge and vivid and detailed and beautiful.  I didn’t even think she would do it.  I don’t know much about painting but I think she has a talent that not many others have.  She needs to get paid for this type of work and I’m gonna pay her for this.  What more can I say?  It’s just impressive.

 

 

I Can’t Believe I’m Still Awake

It’s nearly 1am and there’s an entire quarter’s worth of work to get done by Wednesday evening in the credential program, but of course I’m up here blogging about our Monday night basketball game. Regan graciously took 79 photos with my cheap digital camera…talk about above and beyond! I sifted through them and tried to find all of the shots of me scoring because this is my page, dammit!

Playing with our team isn’t the most enjoyable thing because we start to chirp at each other when things aren’t going well. When playing pickup basketball, you want to see the other team fighting amongst themselves…that means the game is essentially in the bag. But us, well…who knows? Anyway, it’s good to run around. Check out these images from our playoff loss!!

 

Mike, WhatUpThen, Omar, Paul, Drew, Brian

 

Sometimes the jab step works on defense, too.

 

That’s me.

 

That’s me, too.

 

We stayed with them for awhile, but we lost by 16. Aack!

 

Not that I have to apologize for putting stuff on my own page, but I just like seeing these. I’ve played so much basketball over the years but I’ve never had any sort of record or evidence, so this is quite nice.

 

 

At Least It’s Something!

When I told Brian I’d finally bought a “guitar”, he lit up and said “That’s awesome! Electric or acoustic?” I told him it was electric and proceeded to describe the case, strap, stand and amplifier I’d bought along with it…all for $99. “Is it plastic?” he asked. My mom told me I should be ashamed of myself and I can understand where she’s coming from. But I’ve been talking about this for a long time and I’M STILL GOING TO BUY A QUALITY INSTRUMENT, but isn’t it just nice to have something in my hands right now? And pretty soon, I’ll have a guitar and a “guitar”. I know it’s cheap but I swear I’m not turning into my Dad.

Come on, it’s a knockaround instrument!

 

 

Starbucks Stream of Consciousness

I’m afraid to buy a laptop because I fear it will rob me of my cafe worktime. If I could get schoolwork done at home I would never go into Stabucks, Peet’s, et al. But I have no self-control from surfing the internet or checking my email a thousand times or playing videogames from 1993. So, I’ll continue to visit Starbucks with just a notebook, paper and pen to correct assignments, lesson plan and write blog entries like this one.

Goddamn, this is one good-looking chick standing right here. Are those sweats? I guess so. Womens’ sweats don’t seem to look all bulky like mens’ sweats. They must be made of something other than cotton. Interesting how I always see females studying at Starbucks. Cal State is obviously right nearby so it makes sense, but I rarely see guys out here. Heh, maybe that’s my real reason for coming down to Starbucks but, honestly, it has never crossed my mind before. God, I want to grab that girl’s breast. Not both, mind you…just one of them. What person would actually do that to a stranger in a coffee shop and how did he become that way? Fuck, I need to seriously change my “single” status. It has nothing to do with getting some (stop lying, yes it does), but it’s like I have no one to talk to. It’s like my longtime friends and I are so set in our conventions and ways of being around each other that aren’t terribly deep and it may be awkward and difficult to change. And the newer acquaintances…or anyone else…who knows? It just takes time to trust one another, I suppose. Just gotta get someone with whom I can relax and enjoy whatever at any given time. Yes, I will get right on that.

Fuck, I need to practice writing. This took me, like, an hour. And now I’m sick of being at Starbucks and I haven’t gotten any work done. Will people find this post entertaining or whiny or both? I think I’ll return to this one again. Nice and new.

 

A Legion of Green

Hayward teachers put on a rally Tuesday. We’re getting ready to strike unless we receive a 16.84% raise. That’s huge! But, apparently, we would still be below average in salary compared to nearby districts. So, what’s gonna happen? We’ll find out next week.