Showing posts with label cameraphone. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cameraphone. Show all posts

4.04.2009

Random thoughts....

Here are a few random thoughts...

  • Graduation season is upon us, and I have one simple question... Does anyone have a name for that faux leather thing (probably PVC) in which they put your diploma/degree?
  • Is it just me, or would it make sense for restaurants to sell gum? Are you surprised that Doublemint hasn't partnered with McDonald's to kill Big Mac breath?
  • We know Good Friday is the Friday before Easter? Any takers for naming that following Monday?
  • Scarlett Johansson has twin... brother. Talk about a buzzkill.
  • I don't feel weird about buying contraceptives from Wal-Mart
  • An old man fell asleep in my classroom this week... TWICE! More on this later...
  • I have to finish my '90's movie list...
  • I have to finish my Adventures with a Cameraphone stories, too... kind of fun...
  • I am TOO addicted to Grand Theft Auto IV....

3.15.2009

Adventures with a cameraphone - Vol. 1

Friday, March 13, 2009, was the day before Spring Break, and I had to spend that day helping out at the 54th Annual Legend's Track Meet... it's one of my obligations as a coach in his offseason. Anyhow, the meet occurred during the day, which meant I had to take a professional leave day, which meant I had to book a substitute. I told one of my friends, a coworker, that I would email him the work to give to my sub...

One problem: my Internet went out... So I had to manually deliver the work to the school Friday morning, and while I was there I saw something extremely random, and moments like that make me glad I have a cameraphone.

A few weeks ago, I wrote about the lack of secureness my high school's security guards provided. I know I could have said 'security' instead of 'secureness.' Anyhow, there are 2,000+ students at my high school... I want you to mentally rank the list of a security guards priorities... then, tell me if, maybe, the security guards might be going overboard in one area....



Way No. 1,016 to Tell You Work in an Unsafe Place: The substitutes are more afraid of getting parking tickets than  being shot. Security, I need you to pool your resources and refocus them...