Hoodoo Groovin'
Moonlit Jivin'
Disco Divin'
Juke Grindin'
Shades Smokin'
Ass Shakin'
Earth Quakin'
Slow Rollin'
Eyes Fuckin'
Slave Dyin'
Haint Suicidin'
Soul Risin'
Grin Spreadin'
Laugh Chokin'
Scream Rockin'
Light Lovin'
Spirit Driftin'
Infinity Dancin'
Tuesday, January 04, 2011
Monday, January 03, 2011
2010/2011 Bell Schedule
First bell: 8:15 A.M.
First period: 8:20 A.M. - 9:21 A.M.
Second period: 9:25 A.M. - 10:13 A.M.
Break 10:13 A.M. - 10:28 A.M.
Third period 10:32 A.M. - 11:20 A.M.
Fourth period 11:24 A.M. - 12:12 P.M.
Fifth period 12:16 P.M. - 2:00 P.M. (lunch period - see below*)
Sixth period 2:05 P.M. - 2:52 P.M.
Seventh period 2:56 P.M. - 3:45 P.M.
*LUNCH SCHEDULE
First lunch: 12:20 - 12:50 P.M.
Second lunch: 12:55 - 1:25 P.M.
Third lunch: 1:30 - 2:00 P.M.
First period: 8:20 A.M. - 9:21 A.M.
Second period: 9:25 A.M. - 10:13 A.M.
Break 10:13 A.M. - 10:28 A.M.
Third period 10:32 A.M. - 11:20 A.M.
Fourth period 11:24 A.M. - 12:12 P.M.
Fifth period 12:16 P.M. - 2:00 P.M. (lunch period - see below*)
Sixth period 2:05 P.M. - 2:52 P.M.
Seventh period 2:56 P.M. - 3:45 P.M.
*LUNCH SCHEDULE
First lunch: 12:20 - 12:50 P.M.
Second lunch: 12:55 - 1:25 P.M.
Third lunch: 1:30 - 2:00 P.M.
Thursday, December 30, 2010
The Space Between
Sometimes things make sense, even when they don't.
Sometimes horrible things are wholly good in the end.
Sometimes positive things are truly evil in the end.
Sometimes there is NO line between good & evil, right & wrong.
Sometimes there is Nothing But the line.
Sometimes the words that match my soul scare the crap out of me.
Sometimes the words that match my soul are so beautiful they hurt.
Sometimes the words that match my soul are so ugly & horrifying that they are beautiful.
Sometimes the words that match my soul are not words that can be spoken, but they can be heard.
Sometimes I know that One Word is All there is.
Sometimes I want to live so bad I feel like dying.
Sometimes I want to die so bad I end up living.
Sometimes I pray for things just so that I won't get them.
Sometimes I wish for things just so that I might get them.
Sometimes I give up hope completely just so that I will get it all.
Sometimes when I say I love you, it means I hate your guts.
Sometimes when I say I love you, it means I hate MY guts.
Sometimes when I think I hate you, it means I love you more than life itself.
Sometimes when I think I hate me, it means I love you more than life itself.
Sometimes I can't tell the difference.
Sometimes I am afraid that my heart will never heal.
Sometimes I doubt that it was ever whole in the first place.
Sometimes I am terrified that it will mend and it won't change anything.
Sometimes I am terrified that this is all there is.
Sometimes I am terrified because I know there is more.
Sometimes I want to throw myself away.
Sometimes I am afraid for myself.
Sometimes I am afraid for everyone else.
Sometimes I want to save the world.
Sometimes I want to set it on fire and watch the motherfucker burn.
Sometimes I wonder how the tiny person that I am can possibly be the huge person that I also am.
Sometimes I forget all about the Big Me and revel in my smallness.
Sometimes life is a twisted sick perverted joke that makes me sick laughing.
Sometimes life is so beautiful and thrilling that breathing is orgasmic and I choke.
Sometimes I can't tell the difference.
Sometimes I get tired of balancing on the pinnacle and I let go.
Sometimes I fall. Sometimes I fly.
Sometimes they are the same damn thing.
Sometimes I think I'm flying and I am falling at light speed.
Sometimes I think I am falling and I bust through into a new universe so strong and alive that I wonder how I never saw my wings.
Sometimes forever seems so short and infinity seems so small.
Sometimes my tiny place and time in this world seem immeasurable.
Sometimes I am a paradoxically paradoxical paradigm adjustment technician specializing in Absurdity and Divine Irony.
Sometimes I am a meat popsicle.
Sometimes people get the 2 confused.
Sometimes I wonder how it is that even though I have died that I am still more alive than so many others.
Sometimes I forget on which side of the veil we are supposed to be.
Sometimes I remember how much more I could see when I was blind.
Sometimes literal truth is way more fantastical and figurative than any metaphorical story ever could be.
Sometimes people think I mean these things figuratively, they are wrong.
Sometimes I walk in the rain so that I can see the sunshine.
Sometimes I hide in the dark so that I can feel the light.
Sometimes I am alone and cold so I can feel the love in my soul and forget about my body.
Sometimes I am alone and cold so I can forget the love in my soul and only think about my body.
Sometimes being alone and cold has nothing to do with actually being alone and cold at all.
Sometimes I swear I will never be free.
Sometimes I vow to never be caged.
Sometimes I wonder why I've never truly felt lonely.
Sometimes I remember that it's because I've never truly been alone.
Sometimes I remember seeing the others like me, feeling their embrace, basking in silent love as their wings glide by.
Sometimes I look inside to see through the window in my forehead.
Sometimes I forget how to really see with my eyes.
Sometimes I laugh after this happens because I can hear others laughing with me, remembering that we are all connected anyway.
Sometimes I think that I am a figment of someone's imagination.
Sometimes I am afraid that I am a figment of my own.
Sometimes I feel that I am the sacrifice and a blessing, the curse and the cure.
Sometimes I remember that I am the lamb AND the lion and I laugh.
Sometimes I think it's sad that most people can't tell the difference.
Sometimes being sad is really just being mad.
Sometimes furious rage is tears that can't be shed, words that can't be said and love that isn't felt.
Or is it love that isn't heard?
Sometimes horrible things are wholly good in the end.
Sometimes positive things are truly evil in the end.
Sometimes there is NO line between good & evil, right & wrong.
Sometimes there is Nothing But the line.
Sometimes the words that match my soul scare the crap out of me.
Sometimes the words that match my soul are so beautiful they hurt.
Sometimes the words that match my soul are so ugly & horrifying that they are beautiful.
Sometimes the words that match my soul are not words that can be spoken, but they can be heard.
Sometimes I know that One Word is All there is.
Sometimes I want to live so bad I feel like dying.
Sometimes I want to die so bad I end up living.
Sometimes I pray for things just so that I won't get them.
Sometimes I wish for things just so that I might get them.
Sometimes I give up hope completely just so that I will get it all.
Sometimes when I say I love you, it means I hate your guts.
Sometimes when I say I love you, it means I hate MY guts.
Sometimes when I think I hate you, it means I love you more than life itself.
Sometimes when I think I hate me, it means I love you more than life itself.
Sometimes I can't tell the difference.
Sometimes I am afraid that my heart will never heal.
Sometimes I doubt that it was ever whole in the first place.
Sometimes I am terrified that it will mend and it won't change anything.
Sometimes I am terrified that this is all there is.
Sometimes I am terrified because I know there is more.
Sometimes I want to throw myself away.
Sometimes I am afraid for myself.
Sometimes I am afraid for everyone else.
Sometimes I want to save the world.
Sometimes I want to set it on fire and watch the motherfucker burn.
Sometimes I wonder how the tiny person that I am can possibly be the huge person that I also am.
Sometimes I forget all about the Big Me and revel in my smallness.
Sometimes life is a twisted sick perverted joke that makes me sick laughing.
Sometimes life is so beautiful and thrilling that breathing is orgasmic and I choke.
Sometimes I can't tell the difference.
Sometimes I get tired of balancing on the pinnacle and I let go.
Sometimes I fall. Sometimes I fly.
Sometimes they are the same damn thing.
Sometimes I think I'm flying and I am falling at light speed.
Sometimes I think I am falling and I bust through into a new universe so strong and alive that I wonder how I never saw my wings.
Sometimes forever seems so short and infinity seems so small.
Sometimes my tiny place and time in this world seem immeasurable.
Sometimes I am a paradoxically paradoxical paradigm adjustment technician specializing in Absurdity and Divine Irony.
Sometimes I am a meat popsicle.
Sometimes people get the 2 confused.
Sometimes I wonder how it is that even though I have died that I am still more alive than so many others.
Sometimes I forget on which side of the veil we are supposed to be.
Sometimes I remember how much more I could see when I was blind.
Sometimes literal truth is way more fantastical and figurative than any metaphorical story ever could be.
Sometimes people think I mean these things figuratively, they are wrong.
Sometimes I walk in the rain so that I can see the sunshine.
Sometimes I hide in the dark so that I can feel the light.
Sometimes I am alone and cold so I can feel the love in my soul and forget about my body.
Sometimes I am alone and cold so I can forget the love in my soul and only think about my body.
Sometimes being alone and cold has nothing to do with actually being alone and cold at all.
Sometimes I swear I will never be free.
Sometimes I vow to never be caged.
Sometimes I wonder why I've never truly felt lonely.
Sometimes I remember that it's because I've never truly been alone.
Sometimes I remember seeing the others like me, feeling their embrace, basking in silent love as their wings glide by.
Sometimes I look inside to see through the window in my forehead.
Sometimes I forget how to really see with my eyes.
Sometimes I laugh after this happens because I can hear others laughing with me, remembering that we are all connected anyway.
Sometimes I think that I am a figment of someone's imagination.
Sometimes I am afraid that I am a figment of my own.
Sometimes I feel that I am the sacrifice and a blessing, the curse and the cure.
Sometimes I remember that I am the lamb AND the lion and I laugh.
Sometimes I think it's sad that most people can't tell the difference.
Sometimes being sad is really just being mad.
Sometimes furious rage is tears that can't be shed, words that can't be said and love that isn't felt.
Or is it love that isn't heard?
Thursday, July 01, 2010
Sculptures Made Out Of A Single Paper Sheet
From Artist: Peter Callesen "About my paper works: My paper works have been based around an exploration of the relationship between two and three dimensionality. I find this materialization of a flat piece of paper into a 3D form almost a magic process – or maybe one could call it obvious magic, because the process is obvious and the figures still stick to their origin, without the possibility of escaping. In that sense there is also an aspect of something tragic in most of the cuts. Some of the small paper cuts relate to a universe of fairy tales and romanticism, as for instance Impenetrable Castle inspired by Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale The Steadfast Tin Soldier, in which a tin soldier falls in love with a paper ballerina, living in a paper castle. Other paper cuts are small dramas in which small figures are lost within and threatened by the huge powerful nature. Others again are turning the inside out, or letting the front and the back of the paper meet – dealing with impossibility, illusions, and reflections."
Monday, July 27, 2009
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Wednesday, April 01, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
This St. Paddy's Day Skip A Round for Hopeline
Dear Hopeline Supporter,
Every 42 seconds, someone attempts suicide in the United States, Every 86 seconds, an individual calls the National Hopeline Network 1-800-SUICIDE.
Last year we experienced a 30% increase in calls due to the economic recession. This St. Paddy's Day if you plan to buy a round of drinks we ask you to skip one round of drinks to help us support the network and the people who are losing their jobs, homes and are desperate for support. $10 will help us connect 30 people to resources that will help them get housing, medical help, mental health and addictions services, food and other support. The Kristin Brooks Hope Center founded the National Hopeline Network, toll-free private confidential suicide prevention crisis lines. The National Hopeline Network is a private non-profit and receives no government support. We are available to the public 24/7 solely through the support of the general public - you
1-800-SUICIDE is listed in almost every phone directory in the US and receives up to 2,000 calls a day from individuals in crisis.
1-800-SUICIDA - One out of every seven Latina women will attempt suicide. The economic downturn has greatly increased the number of calls to 800-SUICIDA from citizens isolated from their families, unable to support their families, unable to find any one to help.
1-877-YOUTHLINE - Suicide is the second leading cause of death for youths 16-24. The Youthline connects callers to trained peer counselors who understand and have experienced physical and sexual abuse, self-injury, sexual identity issues, have been bullied, experienced a breakup, are victims of divorce, feel like they have already failed at their life.
1-800-PPD-MOMS - This crisis line connects women with other Mothers and women who have experienced post-partum depression. PPD indiscriminately affects all races, socio-economic levels. It impacts women with healthy babies in loving families, as well as single mothers on their own, it also can impact women who have terminated their pregnancies. Callers receive help and hope from trained women. No callers are judged, they are only offered support and referrals.
1-877-VET 2 VET - Currently, combined suicides in our armed forces is exceeding the number of monthly deaths of servicemen and women serving in Iraq. Vet 2 Vet connects members of the armed forces and their families to trained crisis line workers when peer support who understand the complications of post traumatic stress disorder, being physically injured, as well as being deployed for extended periods away from families and loved ones are not available.
With your help, when an individual calls one of the lines of the National Hopeline Network, it will be answered. $10 will connect 30 people to help and hope, please help us pay our phone bill.
Sincerely,
Reese Butler
Kristin Brooks Hope Center - 1250 24th Street NW, Suite 300 - Washington, DC 20037 - 202.536.3200 - www.hopeline.com
HOW YOU CAN HELP TODAY:
1. Donate $10 today (if everyone who received this email donates $10 today we can cover our costs for the next four months).
2. Commit to raise $90 from your own online community (like Facebook or MySpace) or in your own town, work place or clubs by the end of March (if each person does that - it will cover our costs for three years!)
3. Recommit yourself to the 99 CLUB or commit to support one 99 CLUB member to achieve their annual goal of $5,000. (That will allow us to keep working on our Internet crisis intervention site for one full year.) That includes the training and certification of over 1,000 new volunteers.
By the way, the PostSecret Community 99 Club member has almost reached the goal for this year! If you are a friend of Postsecret, help them reach their goal by clicking here.
Your ten dollars will make sure we can continue this work for four more months. If you can get nine of your friends on Facebook, MySpace or other social networking site to do the same we can do this for three years!
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Doodling May Boost Memory
In a Boring Meeting? Doodling as You Listen May Help You Remember Important Info
By Miranda Hitti
WebMD Health News
Reviewed by Louise Chang, MD
Feb. 27, 2009 -- The next time you're stuck on hold or zoning out during a dull meeting, you might want to reach for a pen and doodle -- and not just to ease your boredom.
Doodling might help you remember snippets of key information that's mentioned in those conversations, a new study shows.
The study comes from Jackie Andrade, PhD, of the School of Psychology at England's University of Plymouth.
Andrade asked 40 adults who had just finished another psychology test to listen to a "rather dull" audio tape play for two and a half minutes and to jot down the names of people who would definitely or probably be coming to a party, according to the tape.
As they listened to the tape, half of the participants were encouraged to doodle on a piece of paper. They didn't have to draw freehand; instead, they were given a sheet of paper filled with outlines of squares and circles to shade in. For comparison, the other half of the group didn't doodle while listening to the tape.
A minute after the tape finished, participants took a pop quiz in which they had to recall the party-goers' names and places that were mentioned on the tape. They had not been told to listen for the places.
The doodlers recalled an average of "7.5 pieces of information (names and places), 29% more than the [average] of 5.8 recalled by the control group," Andrade writes.
Why was doodling helpful? Maybe it kept participants more alert while they listened to the boring recording, Andrade suggests.
"This study suggests that in everyday life doodling may be something we do because it helps to keep us on track with a boring task, rather than being an unnecessary distraction that we should try to resist doing," Andrade says in a news release.
The study appears online in Applied Cognitive Psychology.
By Miranda Hitti
WebMD Health News
Reviewed by Louise Chang, MD
Feb. 27, 2009 -- The next time you're stuck on hold or zoning out during a dull meeting, you might want to reach for a pen and doodle -- and not just to ease your boredom.
Doodling might help you remember snippets of key information that's mentioned in those conversations, a new study shows.
The study comes from Jackie Andrade, PhD, of the School of Psychology at England's University of Plymouth.
Andrade asked 40 adults who had just finished another psychology test to listen to a "rather dull" audio tape play for two and a half minutes and to jot down the names of people who would definitely or probably be coming to a party, according to the tape.
As they listened to the tape, half of the participants were encouraged to doodle on a piece of paper. They didn't have to draw freehand; instead, they were given a sheet of paper filled with outlines of squares and circles to shade in. For comparison, the other half of the group didn't doodle while listening to the tape.
A minute after the tape finished, participants took a pop quiz in which they had to recall the party-goers' names and places that were mentioned on the tape. They had not been told to listen for the places.
The doodlers recalled an average of "7.5 pieces of information (names and places), 29% more than the [average] of 5.8 recalled by the control group," Andrade writes.
Why was doodling helpful? Maybe it kept participants more alert while they listened to the boring recording, Andrade suggests.
"This study suggests that in everyday life doodling may be something we do because it helps to keep us on track with a boring task, rather than being an unnecessary distraction that we should try to resist doing," Andrade says in a news release.
The study appears online in Applied Cognitive Psychology.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Vote for Bobby Chaumont
The candidates for the CHL Performance of the Week for Week 18 (Feb. 26 - Feb. 22) are:
Bobby Chaumont (MIS) scoring two goals in a 36 second stretch of the first period of their 5-3 win vs. WIC, 2/20
Fans can vote for Bobby Chaumont now through March 2, at the CHL web site, www.centralhockeyleague.com. The winner will be announced on March 3
Bobby Chaumont (MIS) scoring two goals in a 36 second stretch of the first period of their 5-3 win vs. WIC, 2/20
Fans can vote for Bobby Chaumont now through March 2, at the CHL web site, www.centralhockeyleague.com. The winner will be announced on March 3
Monday, February 23, 2009
Jump!!!
Back in the 1929 Financial Crash it was said that some Wall Street Stockbrokers and Bankers JUMPED from their office windows and committed suicide when confronted with the news of their firms and clients financial ruin . . .
Many people were said to almost feel a little sorry for them . . . . . .
In 2008/2009 the attitude has changed somewhat!
Oldies but Goodies
1. How Do You Catch a Unique Rabbit?
Unique Up On It.
2. How Do You Catch a Tame Rabbit?
Tame Way.
3. How Do Crazy People Go Through The Forest ?
They Take The Psycho Path
4. How Do You Get Holy Water?
You Boil The Hell Out Of It
5. What Do Fish Say When They Hit a Concrete Wall?
Dam!
6. What Do Eskimos Get From Sitting On The Ice too Long?
Polaroid's
7. What Do You Call a Boomerang That Doesn't work?
A Stick
8. What Do You Call Cheese That Isn't Yours?
Nacho Cheese
9. What Do You Call Santa's Helpers?
Subordinate Clauses..
10. What Do You Call Four Bullfighters In Quicksand?
Quattro Sinko.
11. What Do You Get From a Pampered Cow?
Spoiled Milk.
12. What Do You Get When You Cross a Snowman With a Vampire?
Frostbite.
13. What Lie s At The Bottom Of The Ocean And Twitches?
A Nervous Wreck.
14. What's The Difference Between Roast Beef And Pea Soup?
Anyone Can Roast Beef.
15. Where Do You Find a Dog With No Legs?
Right Where You Left Him.
16. Why Do Gorillas Have Big Nostrils?
Because They Have Big Fingers ..
17. Why Don't Blind People Like To Sky Dive?
Because It Scares The Dog.
18. What Kind Of Coffee Was Served On The Titanic?
Sanka.
19. What Is The Difference Between a Harley And a Hoover ?!
The Location Of The Dirt Bag.
20. Why Did Pilgrims' Pants Always Fall Down?
Because They Wore Their Belt Buckle On Their Hat.
21. What's The Difference Between a Bad Golfer And a Bad Skydiver?
A Bad Golfer Goes, Whack , Dang!
A Bad Skydiver Goes Dang! Whack ..
22. How Are a Texas Tornado And a Tennessee Divorce The Same?
Somebody's Gonna Lose A Trailer
Unique Up On It.
2. How Do You Catch a Tame Rabbit?
Tame Way.
3. How Do Crazy People Go Through The Forest ?
They Take The Psycho Path
4. How Do You Get Holy Water?
You Boil The Hell Out Of It
5. What Do Fish Say When They Hit a Concrete Wall?
Dam!
6. What Do Eskimos Get From Sitting On The Ice too Long?
Polaroid's
7. What Do You Call a Boomerang That Doesn't work?
A Stick
8. What Do You Call Cheese That Isn't Yours?
Nacho Cheese
9. What Do You Call Santa's Helpers?
Subordinate Clauses..
10. What Do You Call Four Bullfighters In Quicksand?
Quattro Sinko.
11. What Do You Get From a Pampered Cow?
Spoiled Milk.
12. What Do You Get When You Cross a Snowman With a Vampire?
Frostbite.
13. What Lie s At The Bottom Of The Ocean And Twitches?
A Nervous Wreck.
14. What's The Difference Between Roast Beef And Pea Soup?
Anyone Can Roast Beef.
15. Where Do You Find a Dog With No Legs?
Right Where You Left Him.
16. Why Do Gorillas Have Big Nostrils?
Because They Have Big Fingers ..
17. Why Don't Blind People Like To Sky Dive?
Because It Scares The Dog.
18. What Kind Of Coffee Was Served On The Titanic?
Sanka.
19. What Is The Difference Between a Harley And a Hoover ?!
The Location Of The Dirt Bag.
20. Why Did Pilgrims' Pants Always Fall Down?
Because They Wore Their Belt Buckle On Their Hat.
21. What's The Difference Between a Bad Golfer And a Bad Skydiver?
A Bad Golfer Goes, Whack , Dang!
A Bad Skydiver Goes Dang! Whack ..
22. How Are a Texas Tornado And a Tennessee Divorce The Same?
Somebody's Gonna Lose A Trailer
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