Saturday, July 02, 2005

The week that was...

First, a note--yesterday, two different high school aged bloggers I link to (well, I have to fix "Freebasing chicken nuggets--she's moved) commented on Sandra Day O'Connor's leaving the U.S. Supreme Court. Now--are all high school kids across America deeply aware of this and talking about it? It would be encouraging, but I suspect these are more the exception. As long as they end up ruling the country one day, it's all good.

So the week ended well--so far no further problems with the insane dance teacher--though the custodian who was there that evening told me even more stuff that convinces me she was having a bad drug reaction or something...

I'm organizing my life for university studies over the next two months, which probably means more blog blathering than usual--I do a lot of my work surfing the grad studies databases for articles and it's simply too easy to take procrastination breaks.

Now I'm off to make waffles. (REAL, HOMEMADE WAFFLES, that's right...)

12 comments:

Anonymous said...

The people who could "rule the country" well are smart enough not to want to...

-jatue

j said...

It's so very sad because it's so very true, Jatue.

I think a benign dictatorship by three or four folks from harrisonburg I could name would be infinitely superior to the Bush administration.

I guess you guys should have to graduate from high school first, though.

-j

Kate said...

Don't worry... I'll take over soon enough. Free milk and cookies for everyone! And I'll take out Elton John, because I know we all secretly want it. And Chris Martin becomes my love slave... oh, I can't wait!

katiedid said...

Well you mention homemade waffles, and of course, I have to dig out my favorite waffle recipe:

Chocolate Waffles:
2 eggs, 1 cup sugar, 1 1/2 tsp. vanilla, 1 cup milk, 2 oz. unsweetened chocolate, 1 1/2 cups flour, 1/4 tsp. salt, 1/2 cup butter or margarine melted (although I use vegan shortening with no problems), 2 tsp. baking powder, and a pinch of cinnamon.

In a mixing bowl, beat eggs until fluffy. In small sauce pan, melt butter (or whatever) and chocolate, being careful not to burn the chocolate. Allow to cool, then combine with eggs, milk and vanilla. Add dry ingredients and beat 'til smooth. Then it's all ready to go into the waffle maker. Not sure how hot your iron gets, but I usually cook them for around 2 to 3 minutes.

Anonymous said...

bah -- who nees a high school diploma. camila could have ruled the country in seventh grade and done a better job than him...

-jatue

j said...

mmm--chocolate waffles. (btw, katiedid--I emailed you, just in case it ended up in a spam folder)

Yes, Jatue I'm sure she could've, but was she old enough to fully hide her disdain of the mere mortals she'd be stuck working with back then? I'm sure at her "geek camp" she's learning some small measure of diplomacy.

Kate--I forgot you just got back from Germany... "BENIGN dictatorship" remember? Of course, hearing about Sir Elton recently ordering all his party guests not to dare speak to him unless he spoke to them first does give you some discretion about a liquidation order there... you probably shouldn't off him on British soil, though.

j.

Anonymous said...

no one can teach that girl diplomacy. it's not her style... (;

Jatue

btw i like this comment box thing....

msevangeline said...

yes I'm sure Camila, Alex, and Jatue would do just grand. *shrugs*

j said...

"three or four folks" katie--no names my dear.

(I figured you were incommunicado for a week, like my friend who just got back from a week in Utah whose blog is "Thank You for the Venom" Have you ever read it--she also wrote a long one about the LDS camp she went to...)

Actually, I think you and katie M. have too many scruples for the nasty side of politics. Anyone named "Avenger", however, might be up to it.

Camila said...

diplomacy? diplomacy? are you fucking kidding me? because, pardon my language, but diplomacy is lies, smiles, and compromise, and this place is war, I swear. No rules, no prisoners. Here it's shouting, glares, and passionate obstinance, then forgetting about it ten seconds later to order pizza.

i like it a lot.


benign dictatorship? benign? hell no. benign is like a tumor that just sits there and gets in the way. We, now -- we will be Revolutionary.

*plots*

j said...

Crap, Camila--it's bad enough the CIA watches you all the time, now you've dragged me into it.

Fine, I'm calling out the rest of the sleeper cell and this thing is ON.

But you'd better be ready for when the shitstorm comes down, kid...

(why is your codename "Rosebud" and mine "Dysentery"?)

Anonymous said...

HAHAHA.

told you.

Jatue