Jesus Christ

I'm sure nobody checks this anymore cuz I just realized I haven't updated since last May. Christ on a cracker. Well, stuff has happened in 5 months, I guess. I finished teaching, had the weekend off, then taught summer school. That blew. The teaching actually wasn't that bad. It was fun and laid-back, it just sucked that I had no time off. Then when I did have time off, I went on a touring trip of California, which had its positives, and then had to pack up to move. I live about 5 blocks from where I did last year. I love my place. It's 400 bucks cheaper, and I just feel more at home there. It's quirky. Like, the bathroom is small and kinda ugly. The toilet has one of those public bathroom kind of flushers, or the like the handle on a urinal. It's weird. There's no tank on the back. Don't know what whoever installed it was thinking.

So, I got a baby bunny too. His name is Reeree (or rere, pronounced 'reeree'). He's pretty fucking cute. He's got floppy ears and not the greatest balance yet. That's how he got his name.

What else. I teach a Shakespeare class now which is the best class on the planet; no lie. It's the last period of the day, too, which is such a relief. I took my kids to see Twelfth Night on Saturday. It was in a 42 person theatre. I was expecting mediocrity and was surprised by excellence. It was one of the funniest plays I've seen in a VERY long time. There were even some older actors I recognized in it as well. Top notch. The kids loved it, as they should.

The founder of my school gave me this really cool book this weekend. It's by a friend of his. He researched for about ten years and collected all kinds of artwork (I'm sure he doesn't 'have' the artwork) done by famous writers. It's neat. There's this one picture by Russell Edson of a fire-dragon and then this short poem underneath (most don't have any writing to accompany the picture, just this one):

Fire is not a Nice Guest

I had charge of an insane asylum, as I was insane.
A fire came, which got hungry; so I said, you may
eat a log, but do not go upstairs and eat a dementia
praecox.

I thought it was funny.

Here's the randomness for today: Chris Brown had a photo shoot for Newsweek on our basketball court. If you don't know who Chris Brown is, ask any high schooler and they'll freak on you. He's very important to their lives. Also, it was quite annoying because my room faces the courts and has giant windows which do not have blinds yet. So I was teaching to a bunch of chins today as they looked skyward (our basketball court is raised on the side of a hill). I really appreciated it when Giovanni looked up and said, "Hey, how come he's taking his shirt off . . ." and started a minor riot.