Intermezzo

The semester officially starts on Thursday, though I only have one class on Thursdays. On Friday, I teach. I'm really hoping people bother to actually show up to class on Friday. I mean, I only had one semester where folks just didn't show up on that first day, but it was a pretty scarring thing, yo. ~75 students and only like 15 showed up, scattered over three sections. I'm really hoping that I never have to experience that again.

Between now and then I'm trying to get a bunch of loose ends tied up. Lots to do, no motivation to do it. Yeah, it's not a good situation people. If it weren't for Fillmore! and DS9 I'd have little reason to get out of bed before 4p.

Though, it could be worse, yknow? I could have one of the worst jobs in history. Damn, some of that stuff sucks. Life could totally be worse, yo.

What else, what else.

Right, this weekend. It was a good time. Nena and I did some work around the house, I helped Cheryl take care of her car, watched a lot of football, hung out with Ulli, OH and I forced Das Nibblet to get her learner's permit and then I took her out for a driving lesson.

Yes, I'm teaching someone how to drive. Hopefully, there'll be some snowfall soon so I can teach her how to pull donuts. If only we could fly Jensen in from DC to provide the appropriate soundtrack in the back seat. Heh. Man, that was classic, Leesh and I introducing Ms. Tucson to donuts.

Seriously, though, it's going well. I think Nibblet sees me as her least annoying option for a teacher I've got that going for me. C'mon, yo, who wants to learn to drive from their parent(s) if they don't have to? Exactly. I mean, my dad was a great teacher but I could see where someone else might not have been as cool with that. I also win in this deal because I get to borrow someone else's kid for the purposes of satiating my own child-rearing desires. Seriously, why would Nena and I want a kid of our own when we can borrow someone else's?

On that note, I have my coaches' meeting for indoor soccer tonight. Yup, I'm coaching again. Should be a really good time. I mean, teaching 11 year old boys to play soccer. What's not to love?

What? Questioning my sanity? Didn't you just read that I volunteered to teach a 17 year old to drive?

I think we're going to call the team Deportivo Lawrence for shits and giggles. This league just goes by numbers but as anyone who's seen The Mighty Ducks sometimes D-5 just doesn't cut it. Yknow?

Why Deportivo? Blame my dad. His soccer team is Deportivo Cali and I guess I still have a soft spot for a team that can be seen as the Cubs of Colombia. Although, upon closer inspection, they've been a lot more successful than the Cubs. They've won 7 titles in their history which is a lot more than my Cubbies, but looking at when those wins have come is telling. 65, 67, 69, 70, 74, 96, and 98.

I'll never forget when they won in 96. They'd been THE team in Colombia when my dad was my age and they were HIS team from HIS hometown. Then, as soon as he hits college- they stall, not winning another title until his own son is getting ready to go to college. But enough about Colombian soccer history I should do something else with my day.

Oh and before I forget ... Zee. Seriously, have the freakin' kid already. Your friend, my wife is driving me slowly mad waiting for Junior McJunior. Only, the madness is not so slow in coming. It's pretty rapid and decisive. Like, I know you'd have the kid if you could so this isn't really helping thing. But, well. Have the freakin' kid already.