Remember that "Christmas Story" movie that plays non-stop every holiday season? The one set in the late 40s with the kid in northern Ohio? He says "My father was the most feared furnace fighter in northern Ohio..." That's becoming me.
Third time since we moved into the house, the furnace has decided it's on strike. It's not so bad this time, as temps are above freezing. Last time saw lows at night of 20 or so. However, I'm getting tired of this.
I've got a warranty that covers the repairs, so it's not like a huge expense. It's more the hassle. The stinking thing always knows to crap out on the weekend, usually after 5pm. Just to make the evening fun, and then screw up the next day as somebody has to be home for the repairman.
The first time, we had a great little camp out in the living room in front of the fire, had hot chocolate then baked a cake to warm up the kitchen. All 5 of us (we've got two cats) snuggled down in the bed that night and were comfortable.
The second time, I bought some space heaters to make things a little more comfortable.
This time, I just roll with it. It's like clearing snow. First time is fun, second ok, third a pain.
The guys make fun of my taste in music, particularly my recent techno-craze. Sat radio really feeds this. Sirius is perhaps the best gift I've ever gotten, as it's brought music back into my life in a way Emily can tolerate. I think my selections in college got a little repetitive after awhile. (Too much Rush. What can I say, I was 20.)
I've seen that many of the kids on the team, boys and girls, have started blogs. I'm glad to see everyone's writing skills are improving, given the dreadful level of English instruction in the FC school district. I do read many of them, and Emily is fascinated with high school life; just the developmental psychologist in her.
Tomorrow, I have to finalize the entry for Scholastic sprints, which really means Midwest as well. I've dallied too much this season, (again) and lost valuable time for boats to gel. Is this because the model in college varsity crews is still familiar to me? Perhaps I don't like having to make those final decisions between rowers. I really care about the feelings of all the guys and it's hard to decide between them when things are close.
Wow, I just read what I typed. It's late, I'm tired and my guard must be down a little. Before I know it, the guys will think I'm just a big teddy bear to walk all over. I'd better be careful and be really mean tomorrow.
Finally, WHERE THE DEVIL ARE OUR NEW BOATS??!!?!?!?
15 comments:
Jay you are a gaint teddy bear....
With an air-soft gun and 15hp motor boat
I bet if jay's cats ever peed on his stuff, he would cap there asses, no doubt.
Awww jay, what a cutie pie!
Jay, I am quite perterbed with the suggestion that our writing at the wonderful establishment of Fox Chapel Area High School is a tad bit skewed so to speak. Perhaps this could be to the lack of inteligent life-forms inhabiting our school. When your English teacher actually says, and I quote, "I know I can't spell, I'm an English teacher, not a Spelling teacher," you know something is not quite right. Plus, our entire school career in the English department is based upon the completely non-creative idea of conforming to the do this, do that, five paragraph essay. There is absolutely no room for creativity or originality in something of that nature. But unfortunately, to follow this up, there is not a lot of instruction on how to follow this structure. They think they are giving you room for creativity, but if you slide one toe outside the "MLA box", you have gone too far. The combination of these two quandries does not equal a talented, original writer with a strong, pronounced literary voice. This is something that should be stressed in every English class. Grammar is not taught in a way that can be enjoyed. Personally, I love vocabulary. No sooner than I have learned a new word, I am out using it as much as I can. Case in point, "Furtive." Marcin knows what I'm talking about. Anyway this has become quite a rant. Basically, I'm just asking for a bit of forgiveness on the whole from the entire FCAHS to you Jay. Talk to a few of the 9th grade English teachers and you will be astounded. That is all I suppose.
I can tell you one thing Jay; No matter how cold it gets, wearing wet underarmor, a few t-shirts, and a sweatshirt will not add up to a warm, cozy sleeping bag. Cough cough Morraine cough cough.
That was a furtive reference drew.
A non-rowing thought:
Jay I found your next launch. It's called the WallyPower 118. Do a google search on it; it's pretty sweet. It's my background right now.
Drew, you truly rise above the standard set by the FC English department.
If you guys don't like the english department, take Dan Kirk's class (AP Eng. not Acc. Eng). My writing as improved drasticly and so has my vocab.
You hate the class while you are in it, but the strife is worth it all the way.
hahahahahahaha klein you are the man
Sharky, you will be teached, give it time.
By the way freshman are funny.
I am parcticing puting heavy objects in trash cans(i.e. freshman). (next year is going to be SWEET)
DK is my homeboy.
Anon,
You don't know the end of my cats. They did leak on my bed, right where I sleep over the Columbus weekend. Not only did they get capped, they also got their noses rubbed into the spot.
The cleanup took several days. I wasn't happy.
What are the other blogs that you speak of? Where can they be found? Question question?
Jay, you best be getting that WallyPower 118....that thing is PIMPED!
Good find foxbat, keepin me happy with a sub in CBA class.
'es a fwuffy fwuff teddy beaw!
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