Monday, October 31, 2005

My new boyfriend, Mike Jones Posted by Picasa

Saturday, October 29, 2005

Brit and K-Fed made an appearance in Nashville, baby and ugly chihuaua in tow.  Posted by Picasa

Sunday, October 16, 2005

Poetry and other things

So, Friday night I went to this poetry open mic night. It was in the ghetto kind of, over near Popeye's (yesssss). I didn't get up and drop some rhymes or anything, nor did I snap at any time. But it opened me up to this whole world I have been missing for years. And I'm not really even talking about poetry.

The room was filled with beautiful, thug lookin men. They just looked like any other dudes in the neighborhood, until they got onstage. They talked about things that mean something. One guy's poem talked about not being from a broken home, because he never had one. Another's, his name was Church. He's a real big dude with long dreads and glasses. His poem was about abortion and even as someone who's relatively pro-choice, I almost cried. But let's not get emotional and lose focus here. Hot black dudes that bring some deep shit?

HE-LLO! Where has this been all my life!?

Instead of throwing up gang signs or running around screaming GGGGG Unit, they hollered out NPG.... Nashville Poetry Group. POETRY! Almost sounds lame, but it was cute.

Then, I remembered I was there on a date and tried to stop my roving eye. Luckily, he turned out to be one of the best ones.

Saturday, October 15, 2005

SORRY

Wow! A 20 Narry blog?!?! Why didn't anyone tell me about this???

I feel disconnected from the world... I have to get a wireless internet card and until then I am internet-less. And of course, Erica's computer crashed so that leaves us even more stranded. I can't really think of anything good to blog about... well Kate came home and we had a good time. And by good time, I mean we all ran around Aidan's wasted until Erica and I stole Kate's phone and called a taxi... we proceeded on to the motel 6 where Kate and I ordered pizza, got it all over the bed and passed out to Erica yelling, "Why are you two leaving me all alone in this pizza covered BED!!!"

We should plan on getting together to do something soon. What is everyone doing for New Years? We also have to go to Tennessee again together.

Other then that, my life is pretty good right now.... including one of my 26 first graders who now refuses to call me anything other than cupcake.

Thursday, October 13, 2005

Why you should blog...

Reason 1:
It gives people something productive to do while at work:

Alicole116: i must say, im quite glad you and the 20 narry girls are back to blogging because that's what entertains me when im bored at work

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

New writing prompt:

What was your favorite class at Salve? Why? Obviously I'm not talking educational value or anything. I'm thinking along the lines of the class that brought you the most amusement and/or was totally ridiculous. Be creative...you're all good at that!

The class that comes to my head right away, 2 of you were actual in with me. And I don't mean and education class with Erica and Jenn. Every freshman had to take moral thinking, and I found myself in class with Erica J and Kate. Only I didn't know them at the time. It was day one of class, Kate hadn't entered our lives yet and Erica J lived upstairs, only I didn't know it at the time. I believe we happened to sit near each other by accident though. Anywho...I walk into class, sit, and in walks the professor. Dr. Cowdin. Well, for an older man, I think you would all agree that he's pretty good looking, leather elbow-patches aside. Besides the not bad looking prof, the mix of students in the class was what really made the class memorable. There was "Jesus", with the dreads. He always had something to say and was ready to play devil's advocate at the drop of a hat. And then there was the girl who liked to argue with "Jesus" and Dr. Hot (as he was affectionately called behind his back by the choir). Everyday she would point out that she was an atheist before making any statement. "I don't believe in God, and I've never looked at a Bible so..." The three of them had interesting conversations. And then there was Tom Valentine. You couldn't get him to shut up. He just liked to hear himself talk...never really had anything valuable to say, but it definitely gave us something to laugh about on the way back to Miley. Once Kate got comfortable, she would speak up too, and always had great things to say. I always admired her for speaking out because I always had something to say, but was still too shy to speak up about how I felt. Funny how things change...
Top 10 clues I work in hicksville...

7. I pass cows on my way to work
6. There is a fertilizer packaging plant not 5 minutes from my school
5. My students live on farms and have horses
4. Dirt biking through corn fields is the only thing for kids to do
3. They say they're cousins, and really mean it
2. Highlight of the year: Wal-Mart opened in town
1. I almost hit an Amish horse and buggy the other morning

Sunday, October 09, 2005

Why you should all move to the South

Yesterday, I had such an "i love the south" day. Honestly, they're infrequent. I really like living here, but it's rare that I LOVE living here. But yesterday, I had two assignments: go to a gathering of Hurricane Katrina evacuees and talk to Louisiana State fans about yesterday's game against Vanderbilt.
At the evacuee gathering, I met several interesting characters. There was a woman who had suffered so much abuse in her life and felt blessed to end up in Tennessee. She got her very first birthday cake in the shelter. She hugged me about 8 times. Then there were these college students who were from Nashville but went to college in New Orleans. We all know that college is more like home than home... they wanted to go HOME. Then there was a slam poet talking about being left to die in New Orleans, the joke that is FEMA and smoking cigarettes just to get the taste of the flooded city from his mouth. And of course, how he felt when he found out that plane he got on was going to Nashville... "Woo, hoo, we're gon' meet Willie Nelson! And Dolly Parton, who I'd like to hug."
Then, on to LSU fans... now, having gone to Salve, we don't really know anything about college team loyalty. But yesterday this whole city was packed with people who drove 6, 8, even 16 hours for the game. I barely even saw any Vanderbilt fans, and they're the home team. I met a guy who hasn't missed an LSU game, home or away, for 24 years. He lost three homes and his business, everything he owns, in the hurricane. But he wasn't about to miss a party.
In short, these Southerners know what's important. It's not stuff. It's being alive... and a good party.

P.S. Love to hear what y'all are doin. :)