Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Wednesday

Burr! it is cold out this morning. I checked the thermometer on the patio this morning and it was right at 30-degrees. Fall has really settled in.

This afternoon I'm getting off from work a couple of hours early to go with Walter to work on his financial aid forms for school. He's planning on carrying enough credits to be "full-time" while working at the same time. The winter semester is probably the best time for him to do it since we are on standard time and they aren't working as late in the evenings as they do the rest of the year. I find the whole financial aid issue very odd - they are basing his financial aid eligibility on his parents income (if it was just mine he might be eligible for more, but they are also looking at Dean's). Totally messed up. That is just a wrong scenario since he has been totally on his own for two years.

I took off a bit early this evening and went out to school with Walter. The financial aid system is an absolute mess. It in general just is frustrating as all get out. Walt did get his paperwork all filled out and is ready to fax in the last form. This should get him set up for the Spring semester.

Email & Newsletter Gleanings:

Thought For the Day:

Girl gets detention for hugging friends
By Georgina Gustin
ST. LOUIS POST-DISPATCH
11/06/2007


MASCOUTAH — A 13-year-old junior high school student was given two days of detention after school officials spotted her hugging friends after school last Friday.

Megan Coulter, an eighth-grade student at Mascoutah Middle School, was hugging her friends goodbye after school Friday when vice principal, Randy Blakely, saw her and told her she would receive two after-school detentions.

Blakely had previously warned Coulter that she was in violation of the school's policy on public displays of affection after she was seen hugging a student at a football game. [Isn't usually meant to curb kissing, etc between couples? Also couldn't shaking hands be construded as a public display of affection, in a warped way? Then would not the administration be equally guilty if they shook hands with anyone?]

The school's policy says that “displays of affection should not occur on the campus at any time.”
Coulter's mother, Melissa Coulter, says she has requested to speak with the School Board at its next meeting, and is mystified about the punishment leveled at her daughter.

Mascoutah Superintendent Sam McGowen said today that the district's policy helps prevent misunderstandings and unwelcome expressions of affection. [I wonder if they also gave the hug recipient detention as well - since we've all seen middle school girls both get and receive hugs. If the other girl returned the hug, then she would have been equally guilty following this mentality of thought.]

Bubba and the Shrink

Bubba went to a psychiatrist.

'I've got problems. Every time I go to bed I think there's somebody under it. I'm scared. I think I'm going crazy.'

'Just put yourself in my hands for one year,' said the shrink. 'Come talk to me three times a week, and we should be able to get rid of those fears.'

'How much do you charge?'

Eighty dollars per visit, replied the doctor.

'I'll sleep on it,' said Bubba.

Six months later the doctor met Bubba on the street. 'Why didn't you ever come to see me about those fears you were having?' asked the psychiatrist.

'Well Eighty bucks a visit three times a week for a year is an awful lot of money! A bartender cured me for $10. I was so happy to have saved all that money that I went and bought me a new pickup!'

'Is that so! And how, may I ask, did a bartender cure you?'

'He told me to cut the legs off the bed! - Ain't nobody under there now !!!'

Git 'er dun!!!!!!!!!

Baptist Cowboy

A cowboy, who is visiting Wyoming from Texas, walks into a bar and orders three mugs of BUD. He sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn. When he finishes them, he comes back to the bar and orders three more.

The bartender approaches and tells the cowboy, "You know, a mug goes flat after I draw it. It would taste better if you bought one at a time."

The cowboy replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in Arizona, the other is in Colorado . When we all left our home in Texas, we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days when we drank together. So I'm drinking one beer for each of my brothers and one for myself."

The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there.

The cowboy becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way. He orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.

One day, he comes in and only orders two mugs. All the regulars take notice and fall silent. When he comes back to the bar for the second round, the bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your loss."

The cowboy looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns in his eyes and he laughs.

"Oh, no, everybody's just fine," he explains, "It's just that my wife and I joined the Baptist Church and I had to quit drinking."

"Hasn't affected my brothers though."

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