Holiday Travel Day 1

My 700 mile drive to Pennsylvania has become a great deal more exciting this year with a trunk full of microbrew beer purchased for my father and temperatures below zero. I have to check it constantly to be sure that the bottles have not exploded. So far I've only lost a growler (64 fl. oz.) of hard root beer. Luckily, it only "exploded" a little, and I cleaned up the "ice" with no problem. I hope I don't have to explain to any police officers that my containers were not opened by me, but by nature. And I'm sure the front desk at the hotel isn't wondering what I'm doing with 3 cases of beer in my room. Ah, Cleveland.

Snow Day!

On Friday, school was canceled and my Christmas holiday began one day earlier than expected. Some of the younger teachers were planning on going out after school, but the snow storm threw off our plans. I was determined, and so was Erick, (who learned my first name this week so that we would not have the awkward situation of him calling me Mr. C. at the bar). Mario also came out with us - he's not a teacher, he just likes to drink beer.

When I was getting ready for the evening, I contemplated wearing dancing-friendly attire, but then figured that I would probably not end up dancing if I were hanging out with two dudes, especially if the three of us did not know each other very well. I was wrong. I was very wrong.

The night started at Nessun Dorma, where noone sleeps. I like Nessun Dorma; it's laid back, the staff is friendly, and the beer selection is extensive. Our bartender was cute and several times I caught her smiling at our conversations, on which she was eavesdropping.

We left ND at about midnight and worked our way to another Riverwest establishment, the Riverhorse ("hippopotamus" in Ancient Greek). I usually like the Riverhorse but on Friday night we stuck out like nerds at a punk bar. This was probably because we were nerds at a punk bar. So, I did what made sense and pulled out my new camera to take pictures. Actually I only took one picture. This picture:
I think it captures the mood of the night pretty well. We only lasted for one drink at the Riverhorse - definitely enough time for me to make two comments about translations of bar names in foreign languages.

I'm not sure who suggested Mad Planet, but it's always a good suggestion. MP is only open on weekends and every Friday is 80s Night. Mad Planet is the type of place where anything goes. It has all types of people and outfits range from bridesmaid's dresses to flannel (and flannel bridesmaid's dresses). So, my snowboots were just fine. I don't remember what songs were played (definitely no MJ, Madonna, nor JBJ) but I spent a good amount of time on the dance floor. I now realize that I do not have any bloggable stories from MP, which is too bad because the place has so much potential.

This was a great way to begin my holiday break. I hope it's just a preview of what's to come: good food, good drinks, good friends.

Secret Santa

Did I tell you that my Secret Santa at work left me a thong? It's a tuxedo thong so it has a little bow tie on the front and tails in the back. Most of the staff knows about this even though our gift exchange is limited to the math department.

Today "Santa" left me some novelty condoms. Do you know what Santa leaves for the other teachers? Julie received a candle. Charles got some mixed nuts and candy. Dave received a gift card to a coffee shop. I got novelty condoms and a thong. My fear is that when I finally bring this stuff home, I'm going to die in a car crash and there will be reports of the teacher with the strange fetishes.

Staff Christmas Party

Karaoke Machine + a bartender giving me cheap drinks = a lasting impression on my coworkers

I sang the following songs over the course of the night:

Minnie the Moocher
Sweet Caroline (with the math department)
Short Skirt, Long Jacket
Lollipop by Lil' Wayne (duet with Wendy, the office lady)
Lola
Paradise by the Dashboard Light (duet with Steve)
Midnight Train to Georgia (as a Pip!)
Fat Bottomed Girls
Dancing Queen (with the English department)
Seasons of Love (yeah, numbers!)

Teaching

I had two conversations with two different classes yesterday regarding the number of states in the Union. More than one of my students thinks that there are 52 states in the country! And I'm still not sure if they believe me and the rest of the class.

Workplace hazards

We had 2 fights in the math corridor yesterday. I witnessed a kid with blood gushing out of his mouth. Because he was yelling so much (profanity and threats at the other student) he ended up spitting blood in the face of another teacher. Now this teacher has to for testing to make sure he hasn't contracted any diseases. Another teacher still gets tested every 6 months for AIDS after being bitten by a student last year.

Today there was a mob of students milling about the hallway during 3rd period. I tried to break them up with an English teacher and the students laughed at us. Where was security? Where were the cops? Where was administration?

During our staff meeting this morning, I received no reassurance from the principal. He's in over his head. And I'm looking for another school at which to teach.

Here we come

I have been thinking a great deal about my last post since I went to church on Sunday. The liturgy and pastor's sermon seemed to go well with my cola and whiskey musings. This week's liturgy was the Mark passage where John the Baptist talks about Jesus by saying that he (John) is only preparing the way for One greater than he. The pastor's sermon then went on to say that Jesus made remarks that He was preparing the way for those who would do even greater things - meaning us.

During the sermon, all of the biblical talk was then tied to the history of our congregation because Sunday was the annual meeting for our local church, during which we analyze the prior year and plan for the upcoming. We're going through some tough financial straits, but due to our hard work, we're turning things around. Luckily our predecessors planned for lean times like these, and hopefully the present congregants will continue to look forward as they deal with today's issues. The minister made a comment that I think is important for all of us to remember, especially those of us that are relatively young. She said, "Some day the youngest person in the room may be the oldest person in the room." As a teacher, that summed up what keeps me going every day. We have to prepare the way for the people that will one day lead our society. We have to teach. We have to guide. We have to clean up our messes. And we have to prepare.

We have to be the whiskey that makes the skunky beer go down a little easier later on in the night.

Thinking

I don't know why I waste my time on beer. Whiskey is so much more effective. I'm drinking it now just to help the soda go down.