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# Links for 2008-10-26
Enough is Enough: A Thinking Ape’s Critique of Trans-Simianism
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# Links for 2008-10-18
my kingdom for a glass of milk | smitten kitchen
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# Links for 2008-10-16
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# I should start a career as a screenwriter, develop a show about the Wild Monkey
Tonight there will be weeping, and gnashing of teeth. Actually, I am pretty sure the shirt rending and foot stamping has already commenced at school, but she won’t have as much fun with the antics until she gets home and unleashes it upon me.
Anyway; DISASTER!!
CALAMITY!!
HAIR FRIZZ!!
There was earlier this year some concern that the Big Dance Concert that tWM will no doubt be a lead performer in would clash with that other highlight of the social calendar, the Year Ten Formal. And before I go on, allow me to metaphorically chase young’uns off my lawn by pointing out that in my day, we didn’t have formals for Year Ten. And in my day there was a much larger percentage of the year actually leaving school that year for apprenticships, jobs and assorted dole-bludgery; thus a Year Ten Formal would have made more sense than it does these days when practically no-one leaves in Year Ten; therefore making the Year Ten Formal just another milestone in the ongoing seppoification of Australia.
Aaaaaanyway, reassurances were sought from the Dance Teacher that the concert was not going to be on the same day as the formal. Relief!
Until now. The school was moved the date of the formal. No, nothing as obvious and sympathy-generating as moving the formal to the date of the concert. No. It has been moved to a friday night, the night of the last class at the dance school before the concert. Upon hearing this, tWM proceeded to run down her phone credit with SMSs to D so angst ridden that Optus called us to complain that there was a sympo-morphic resonance occuring in their systems causing the SMS network to start dressing in black and theatrically running a straight razor across it’s flesh-belly-white wrists.
What a predicament. The school has cruely forced her to decide between the formal and the last dance class. Sure, it’ll be the first class she misses in twelve years of attendance at the dance school, but you’d think this would be a no-brainer, neh? Teenagers, eh!
Oh, and the Friday the formal is moved to? Dec 5th. Same day as the office Christmas party. This may be a good thing; saves me having to explain to all and sundry on the night that there never was any chance of me coming dressed as a Flintstones character.
UPDATE: And because the date moved, the appointment made with the hair dresser a couple of months ago obviously needs to be moved. Can’t be moved. The hair dresser is a family friend who called all of her bookings on the Friday to try and open up a slot, to no avail. And I quote: “I can’t even have one good night!”
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# It burns!!
I am stunned. My mind is spinning.
My child, hereafter referred to as The Wild Monkey, or tWM:
tWM had an assignment due in late August/early September.
We wrote her a note to get an extension because it was due on the day that we got back from a weekend in Bundaberg.
We then made sure the assignment was finished. We were on her back constantly to ensure the assignment was finished. I read the assignment with her after it was done to make sure it was written in English, and then read it again after she did re-write it in English.
She then emailed it to the teacher as per the agreement with said teacher.
Couple of weeks later, she prints off the assignment. Tells D “The teacher lost it and wants it handed in again.” D tells her “I want to see the report back from the teacher as soon as you get it and there better not be lost marks for lateness.”...”No no no, there won’t be” says tWM
D just got a call from the teacher…assignment was never handed in. Also, a note was forged to explain that the assignment was late because the printer was broken.
How can the kid be so dumb as to do 99% of it, all the hard stuff, and then not do the easiest 1% of the whole job, the giving to teacher part? How? I would have said it was unpossible, and yet…
I am waiting the terrifying confirmation that the note – the one explaining that the printer was broken – was printed.
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# Links for 2008-10-09
Take On Me: Literal Video Version
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# Links for 2008-10-08
Browse the Artifacts of Geek History in Jay Walker’s Library
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