Thursday, March 27, 2008

Mandy Story Solved

Red and Mandy have been hanging out a bunch lately so today when I was "studying" with Red I asked her if she really thought that Mandy's entire family had cancer. The answer is?!

Mandy's mom has rheumatoid arthritis but takes a cancer medication for it (which is pretty standard) so Mandy thinks it's easier to just say she has cancer.

Mandy's sister might actually have cysts on her ovaries that are not cancerous. Since ovarian cysts can be cancerous, cancer it is.

Mandy's uncle died of cancer.

So duh, everyone in Mandy's family has cancer

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Darcy, We're Sorry

We love you, we'll make it up to you, I swear.

Poop

In microbiology lab yesterday we were informed that the average adult leaves one half of a gram of poop in their butt after every bowel movement.

Wipe up!!

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Crazier David

So I get home from SB '08 and all I want to do is sleep in my own bed instead of an air mattress. Now, I'm pretty much counting on the fact that I never lock the basement door cause I didn't have my keys with me - also my phone was completely dead. Of course, someone has locked the door while I was away for the week and I'm screwed because it's 3 in the morning. Thinking quick I realize that Eric and Kali were behind me by a few miles perhaps so if I could get to Eric's house before them then I might be able to secure a futon spot which isn't as good as my bed, but better than my car. Of course, they're already home and I assume that the door is locked. Next I try Heim and Jess's with no luck since they've been home for hours. I come back to my own place try all the doors again or to look for an outdoor electrical outlet in order to charge my phone and maybe call Eric... Again, no such luck on either account. I go to get my sleeping bag and am about to call it a night in the car when I think...no, I'll just go to McDonalds and sit there and charge my phone...at least it will be warm. As I pass by my house I see a light flick on...Someone must be home! David comes to the door confused as to why I'm pounding on it instead of just using the key that I should have been carrying.

At this point, I owe David at least some common courtesy points - he did just let me in at 3:30 in the morning and save me from a night in my car. He apparently has just gotten home from the bars and has loads of stories to tell me. All I could think about was the fact that it's 3:30, I've spent the last 16 hours in a car. I tried my best to pay attention and at this point all I could tell you was that he met a guy in the bar who was an asshole and he got shitty back and then felt bad about it because "if someone's an asshole, they can't help it. They are always going to be an asshole, so why should I be mean to him about it."

The point of all of this nonsense is that he thinks he is really good at understanding people, even the assholes in life. And he wants to be able to contribute to society by sharing his thoughts and ideas with the world. So if anyone is ever looking for a good read you can go ahead and point your browser to

www.davidwindmiller.com

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Speaking of babies

We talked about this in class the other day and I thought it was pretty incredible...

Why did handgun fatality rates in the US drop so drastically around the 1980s?

If any of you have read the book Freakonomics then you know...

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

My New/Temporary Job

I applied to an onlide ad for teacher's assistants at a private school in the Quad Cities. I thought, well that's a good way to find out if i want to teach while makin moolah. at the interview i found out it was for two classrooms-the infant (-1 year) and the 3-5 yr olds. i thought it'd be fun to work with babies (i know, i know...it doesnt have much to do with teaching, but they're damn cute and i had to take the opportunity). the interviewer assured me i can still try the older room at any time to see which i like best. so my first day was today (wednesday) working in the baby classroom and here's what i learned:

-babies are freakin cute-minus the constant stream of mucus
-multiple babies can cause a large amount of stress over an 8 hour period
-one baby can cry the entire day, and people around him will say, "oh, he always does that"
-teacher's aid is a glorified way of saying babysitter of 12 kids under 1(in this "classroom" at least)
-either blue eyes are becoming more dominant or high-income parents tend to have kids with blue eyes
-a baby can produce so much poop at one time that it goes up the back of its shirt while he's standing up
-although the babies are adorable, i realized i should be in the 3-5 yr old classroom when a 3 yr old told me that swiper swiped dora's backpack, and he yelled "swiper, no swiping!!"