A good pair of socks.

Well almost through the first month of work and I still have yet to see a full weekend since my sojourn into Indiana. And the difference between a good teacher and a bad teacher can be as simple as a good pair of shoes and socks. Through my year and a half of playing WoW I have become very familiar with the term damage mitigation. That is to say, preventing as much damage before it is actually inflicted. With teaching, that is your feet. A good teacher moves around the classroom better than a Romanian gymnast. The consequence of doing that for eight hours is that your feet feel like open sores at the end of the day. So it is very important to have good socks and shoes.

Made an off the wall itunes today, marie laforêt's Marie Douceur/Marie Colère. You may know it best for its appearance in the soundtrack of talledega nights. In its simplest form, it is a french cover of the rolling stone's paint it black. Though that would be only to those who dont know french. (My glare is directed at you,Scott) The song reflects the dual nature of the main character, since this isn't lit class, I think it is safe to say that it is the songstress. There is a polite face that we all tend to wear in public, one that conforms to the rules with which society shackles us. This belies our nature that seeks freedom and rebellion, which is the other side of the coin. Another good song that treats this subject is Billy Joel's the Stranger. When it comes to me, I am just as guilty as anyone else in commiting this charade. We all have our demons, and are reticent to let them be seen by others. In teaching, you wear one persona in the classroom and one as soon as you step off the school grounds. It can be quite maddening if you don't make peace with it early on. I've finally stumbled into a relationship where I don't have to hide those demons, though i usually have to keep them in a crate with the dog.

To slightly embellish on that last part, I have cemented my Labor Day plans. The past few weekends I have been shanghaied by the school administration into working on the school schedule, yet I have let them know that come September 3rd at 3 PM, I am peeling out of Memphis and heading NNE. It's nice to meet someone who's completely honest and not looking to impress anyone. It also helps that she is one of the smartest women I have ever met. Sharing the same vices helps as well, as we arent quick to jump on each other about them. Well ebough of that, gotta be up in under 6 hours.

Sic Semper Tyrannosaurus

Dave

Location : Afton Villa Dr, Memphis, TN 38103,

Stickshift cars and air guitars

Exhaustion is what happens when and unchanging nightowl meets an unstoppable early morning wakeup time. Oh, by the way i am now employed by memphis city schools, corrupting america's youth. Unfortunately that yokes me with responsibility, and also showers me with a more than liveable wage. Heading up to indiana in less than 48 hours to try and prove finally that i can maintain a somewhat normal relationship. If the title of this blogpost is somewhat misleading, i apologize, i came up with it pulling out of harbortown. Memphis is an interesting town with culture and poverty by the boatloads. Have found a great many little niches for me, though the weather this summer has been horrific, though memphis was not the only place afflicted. Getting ready for another wow raid, so ill try and catch you guys on the flip side.

Sic semper tyrannosaurus.

Dave

Location : Mt Hope Dr, Memphis, TN 38103,

Candles and the nineteenth century.

This is what surrounds me now. Not altogether unpleasant, especially with the steady soundtrack of falling rain. If a certain female was in town this could have actually been a most entertaining evening. Alas, i am left with but a vivid imagination and a mostly charged cellphone as entertainment. Had actually managed to get into the more difficult raids on WoW, so of course the power went out.

My only sincere gripe is that there is not a bright enough candle for me to illuminate a book, for i feel that this would be the most productive way for me to spend my time. And with that the lights come on.

Sic Semper Tyrannosaurus

Location : 4244 NW 76 Terrace, Gainesville, FL 32606,

A return of sorts

A sincere apologies to all of you who actually read this blog and have maligned its absence the past few weeks, but life tends not to give me proper scheduling for this blog. Well soon after The Easter Wabbitfest @ Robert's, I was soon to hop on a plane to the fair city of Memphis. Well, at least it's fair if you stay in the downtown area. Beale street was nice, guess I didnt go there @ night so I missed most of the insanity. Made a trek to the outer reaches of the city for an interview with Memphis City Schools, and thus witnessed a great shift in the socioeconomic realities of the city. A sidenote, that was the first school I had been to with metal detectors installed with police providing a constant vigil of those passing underneath said device. Well after an interview process which definitely had its hiccups, it seems as if I dazzled enough for them to ask me to join their fellowship program (Job track for non-education majors). Well we shall see.
Another part of my life had struck anew with the commencement of the baseball season, as many of you know, I give the redsox all the attention a significant other would occupy if I wasnt single. Though it seems fate has deteremined that she shall start off the season as a cruel mistress, imagine the jagermeister of major league baseball if you will. So as I mourn the anemic performance of my beloved team, it has allowed me to address the more romantic *gag* sphere of my personal life. So it seems I always would rather choose a relationship with value and obstacles than one easier and more readily available, a trend which seems to be dominant the current relationship with a femlare. If you are sitting here hoping for a name, good luck, because you should know how secretive I can be. Though the long distance flirting and whatnot seems to be having a fairly positive impact, and with imminent relocation a most likely possibility, those hurdles could lower a fair amount in the near future.
Speaking of which, soon I depart for Virginia and job interviews and whatnot there. A far more desirable neighborhood and compensation have really pushed this position to the forefront of my agenda, and I hope that said interview goes swimmingly. If all goes as planned, I could try crashing White House parties soon (just kidding secret service, if they are seriously making you read this my apologies).
That about wraps it up. Would have mentioned something more about the amberchris wedding, but seeing as most of my followers were there, it seems a bit redundant to go over the events. Wish them all the best in their new life together.

Sic Semper Tyrannosaurus

Dave

A pause

There are always several moments when I have taken a pause for some sort of half assed self assessment, though usually it comes at the end of a streak of days where I have crawled into a bottle. Here it seems a weird counter balance to that, though that self destructive nature still simmers within. Finally, a breath of fresh air has blown into the stale dungeon air that is Gainesville. Like Edmond Dantes, I too have lingered far too long in a prison I never deserved to be placed (was he also @ his chateau d'if for 27 years?) Hopefully, if all ends as I have been led to believe, I will have interviews in Memphis and suburban DC before the month of may creeps in. Thankfully, both are a great deal away from the people that label themselves my family and closer to more of those whom I label friends. (Sorry Adi will still try to make the occaisonal trip to the Pcola) The trepidation I feel is that this seems too good to be real, as I have to deal with absurdity for far too long (though the good news is I now appear to be an expert on the subject). Further on illusions and reality, for the keen observer, other interests have been brewing in my life, for the keenest it should be obvious who it is. Yes, I will be moving closer to said individual in both instances, but as usual my mind refuses to latch on to reality which contains and happiness for me in this realm. I am often left questioning what is real and what is illusory, for the mind can alter reality on a whim and percieve things that are not there to be concrete facts.

Sic Semper Tyrannosaurus

Dave

Location : 3088 Havengate Dr, Green Cove Springs, FL 32043,

Ted turner is a cybernetic being

The doors are opening.....

The doors are open....

For those of you that are unfamiliar, this is the psychlogic drubbing that one takes when using the tram between concourses at Hartsfield International Airport in Atlanta. This is where my second layover happens to be. The dismally grey, chisled faces I encountered in Charlotte seemed to have waned a bit, but there is a fog of melancholy which suggests the angst of the weary traveler. I ran into a slight quandry, as soon as I saw there was a flight to Paris that left around the same time as my flight. There was a good five minutes where i considered the ramifications of this deviation in plans, only finally being waylaid because i had left my passport in Florida. Oh, what could have been. There was a wendy's in my concourse which offered subsistence which i found palatable. Near there was a Sam Adams bar. Again I was tempted. Alas i diverted my escapist and self-destructive natures for the time being. After going all of my life without paying attention to fashion, i have realized i dress better than 90% of the people here simply by not wearing what I slept in. And old women wearing trashy clothing. Disturbing. Well in three some hours I shall be in the wasteland known as new jersey. Toxic avenger pictures to follow

Location : College Park, GA,

Where is Brian Eno?

Airports are full of angry people.

I look around and there are numerous faces contorted in anguish from the pain inflicted upon them by some invisible chariot rider with his cat o nine tails. And this is not limited to the forlorn government workers who must endure the odor of my shoes. The only smiles seem to found upon the faces of children who must embrace this odyssey with naïvité only youth can offer. Though it is the morning, and who the hell likes mornings anyways?

Another thought struck me mid flight when I saw that coffee was served on the flight. Quality issues aside, this perturbed me. The main component of this worry was that there were no lids on this coffee. Aside from numerous worries we stow away when boarding the plane, the thought of scalding hot liquid being dumped on my person had yet to occur to me. And frankly i didnt like it. Though from a legal standpoint, I see how I could benefit greatly financially from such and encounter if I were to live.

Another note: charlotte is a clusterfuck.

There is no dynamic spaces through which a fluid crowd can easily traverse. This creates numerous people traffic jams where people move at the speeed of molasses at absolute zero. To add to a previous point, with the lackadaisical manner in which people conduct themselves, one would expect them to be happier.

Plugging in the ipod for the rest of the layover

Location : Airport Parking Dr, Charlotte, NC 28208,