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"The Truth shall set you free! Unless you killed somebody. In which case,
tell the cops they were breathing when you left the room."
-Stephen Colbert

May 9, 2008 - In school suspension

This has to be a quickie so that we can leave for work on time. Work and me dropping Geoff off at school a couple of minutes after all the other kids get to school. Geoff has in-school suspension today.

(started in the AM on 5/2, finished on 5/3)
Right now my son is missing the bus. He had to get in the shower after Doug discovered he'd taken all his blue hair gel from Halloween and plastered it onto his head to "look cool."

I suppose it could be worse, he could have found Doug's hair clippers.


And there was much rejoicing. Jess is home, the night wasn't without frustration and controversy though. If anyone wants to meet me in a field and put down some fists and baseball bats of punishment on an Epson Photo 820 printer, I'll bring the Office Space Soundtrack and we can whoop ass. Damn, don't it feel good to be a gangsta.
I confess, I'm not the biggest baseball fan there is. I'm not even really a fair weather fan. When the Red Sox are doing well, that's nice. I don't get my panties in a bunch the way I do about the Patriots, the Steelers, or Brett Favre fading into history and destiny with his storied career.

No news from London: Land of Money Woes and Sadness. Actually, it is no news from Stratford because that's where they are now. So my fingers are crossed that there is happiness and joy and money and Jess is having a wonderful time. This morning they were supposed to go to a Shakespeare Mass at the big church, and I hope Jess went, just to say she went... not because it is church. It is something to behold and enjoy, and I would hope she opted for it and didn't blow it off.


Jess seems to be having fun in London. A few emails from her and she's happily going along. The one problem is that her bank card that we got set up for her doesn't seem to work at all anywhere in all of England.

Last night we dropped Jess off at the airport. She and the Rebels are off to London for the first of her two big trips. She'll be in London and Stratford-upon-Avon for ten days. And then in June she'll be in Germany for three weeks. Quite the world traveler she is in this her 10th year of school.
The other night Geoff threw out his dinner because he didn't want it. Just threw it in the trash. So Doug and I freaked out and he got in deep trouble for it. Hours of wailing and gnashing of teeth ensued but we didn't back down.
Last Saturday, this is the entry I wanted to write. And my last entry needed to stand on its own, without all the other events and observations that I have had recently buried as a sidebar note at the bottom. When I got up on Saturday morning, I knew I'd be chaperoning a trip for the boy scout troop to a local rock climbing joint. I had no idea at the end of the day that I'd have a fledgling new skill under my belt... or, perhaps I should say around my waist.
I have tried to sit down and start this entry about 10 times and am always interrupted and annoyed and don't get to finish it. I plan on making sure that I do so tonight. Because there's a lot on my mind. And after all, a blog is the place where you vomit upon the blogosphere all of your inner demons in hopes of just getting them out of your system for the word to look at and point and laugh accordingly, or pour sympathy over until you feel a little less cruddy. Right?
Happy Easter everyone. I've got a miserable head cold and while nowhere NEAR as drugged up (and consequentially funny) as The Bloggess is. I do feel as if I am blogging under the influence (BUI). We are having our usual incredibly low-key holiday over here.
Geoff is rocking out on his guitar. I think he is playing "He's got the whole world in his hands" but I'm not sure he's doing it right. And Jessica isn't havin' ANY of it.
It is still technically the 11th, for a couple more hours. But I figure most of you will be reading this on the 12th anywhoo, so why not just call it tomorrow today?
Geoff's teacher emailed me yesterday and said that he's having a rough time using appropriate language. Not in the "subject verb agreement" sort of way, but word choices and attitude.