July 12, 2004

Monday. Hodge-Podge.

Wow - quite the comments on the Friday Throwaway post, and flame-free! Sniff. Brings a tear to my squinty, crossed eyes, it does. Particularly in light of all the "Dear God What Is Up With You People And Your Comments" posts around the blogosphere. Of course, I had to de-spam 397 other posts to read those, but that's why I HEART MT-Blacklist.

I learned several things this weekend, and I'm in a sharing mood, so here goes:


  • A Separate Peace truly does suck. I had a vague memory of its suckitude from 10th grade, but I reread it on Friday and lo, it maintained all its previous sucky glory. Hublet is all set to torture his students with it this fall--apparently there's a Showtime movie, which he plans to watch and then use to prepare quizzes that focus specifically on what the movie leaves out, solely to suck the will to live out of those kids. I love my Hublet!

  • Parenting magazine should really just carry the subtitle, "A bunch of useless, vapid crap designed to make you feel inadequate about your choices." If I believed Parenting, I would think that there was an actual war on between working and stay-at-home moms. Umm, no. There might be a war on between a whole bunch of catty bitches who mask their insane envy of one another with the "work/home" dichotomy, but pretty much everyone I know is too damn busy trying to raise their kids to give a rat's ass about what other people are doing. Oh, and exhorting me not to feel guilty about eating chocolate? WTF? Thanks for the permission, Parenting. Stupid magazine. Bleh.

  • I still can't use commas for crap, but I am gratified to know that my MA advisor did coach me correctly in the avoidance of the dreaded splice. Go, me.

  • Never underestimate the use of the Anthropomorphic Boo-Boo to help a child get over a wound. Apparently when the Boo-Boo in question can TELL the child that it feels much better now that it's clean, dry and under a Spiderman Band-Aid, the child can relax.

  • The 4400 pilot episode was a good one. I hope it continues to be good: I need something to fill the void created by the departure of my beloved Buffy/Angel/Farscape/Justice League geek-friendly fare.

Posted by Big Arm Woman at July 12, 2004 11:03 AM
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The dreaded moment of realization: that "Parents" or "Parenting" is really Martha Stewart for Moms; that our life is over once we aren't glowing, pregnant, and exercising our nether regions preparing for our perfect, drug-free birth; that if we didn't create a multi-layered roundhouse birthday cake for our little boy's birthday there's always next year.

I still get this magazine (one of them, can't recall which) but I'm not sure why. Reading it is just a particular kind of self-mutilation I feel compelled to perform.

Posted by: Belle at July 12, 2004 12:08 PM

What the heck is a splice? Never mind, just leave me in blissful ignorance, scattering commas around willy-nilly wherever they look right to me.

If I had your hublet in front of me I might slap him. No, I'd probably just talk to him emphatically. Hopefully he will be kinder to his students than my daughter's teachers have been. They set up quizzes to weed out the kids who'd relied on Cliff's notes or whatever; the problem was that those study guides covered all the important, interesting things in the dadgum books. So the quizzes contained questions like "What did Pip's parents die of?" for Great Expectations; which nobody cares a rat's tail about because it doesn't matter. And my kid, who would die before she touched the Cliff's notes, but who reads for the story and not all the stupid irrelevant details, ends up with poor grades. Tell him not to do that.

Posted by: Laura at July 12, 2004 02:06 PM

Laura -

Don't panic. Film versions of books are often wildly divergent from the books themselves, and lend themselves easily to the "you should have read at least something resembling the assignment" quiz format. Quizzing around Cliff's Notes is a different thing altogether.

And read Eats, Shoots and Leaves for a nice definition of the splice. The semicolon is my friend.

Posted by: BAW at July 12, 2004 02:50 PM

There's a colon joke in there somewhere, but I think I'll pass ... er ... skip it.

Posted by: LittleA at July 12, 2004 04:01 PM

I've TIVO'd the first episode of 4400 but haven't watched it yet. We're filling our Buffy/Angel void around here by watching Monk (which I highly recommend) and Deadwood (which you can play a fun game with your spouse while watching by counting the number of times the word c*cksucker is used by one of the characters). Not quite pure geekdom, I'm exploring Stargate SG-1 (which I've never watched before even though it's been on for something like 7 years) and the new Stargate Atlantis. I've only watched 2 episodes so far so I'm still trying to figure out all the backstory.

Posted by: John Hudock at July 12, 2004 09:15 PM