Ham

This semester, I'm teaching math at the basement level. the local community college hired me before I had the degree. So what am I teaching.. the last two math classes that anyone else did not take. they have no idea of what they are missing. I have assumed the role of my last professor.. I feel like I'm some kind of Indian guide, helping these students through the wilderness.. I know where they need to go and why.. it really can't get better than this.. well, if it can.. it will be when I have some of the same students in Intermediate Algebra, pre calc, calculus..

Oh, dreams, or nightmares. The last half a dozen here have only involved the presently living. Maybe I'm blessed or something..

I would love to meet him.. the Doctorate is about ten times harder.. if I were only twenty years younger, I would go for it.. I barely made it through the masters program here.. I think the only reason I made it, I found two professors who really loved me..

I found out later. several of these "associates" live in a tent or trailer at a campground, because they can't afford rent, at a reasonable place to live.. pay so low.. if they have children, one has to depend on government subsidies to provide basic health care.. big bizz is literally leaching off of what it despises, big government.. hates it.. but can't exist without it.. sounds kinda like a heroin addiction.. who is supplying the drug though? sowie. Just thinking here..

what does one do when.. no frigging joke. I'm in the middle of applying the maximum logic to an endeavor, unlike before. That is, studying mathematics close to the closure of a Bachellor's degree.. no kidding.. I walk into our favorite store. Savings abound. and every associate has horrible scars and massive infected sores.. I started chanting. Really. No, not speaking in tongues.. that didn't really do anything for me when the real s*it hit the fan here about ten years ago.. Java Jane, I hope this does not go too far off subject here..

ha! Well, so many of us Zombies hand out at Greasespot, and other places. Still, I don't need any more brains.. still, I recommend if you shop at wal mart. 1. keep your tetanus shots current. 2. Wear Garlic. lots of it. sowy. This is funny, but serious. Or is that the other way around..

Zombies don't need pastoring. They just need your brains..

that is about the best advice I would consider.. even if you are not single, i.e. married..

What I think your are finding in this class, are a few living souls who seek a connection with you.. then there is the practically ex way person who does not.. who does not want a connection with anything.. if you want or need a connection, I would ignore the dufas.. or even laugh at the suggestions. That sometimes works.. "are you telling me.. you are sooooo smart, that you can maneuver God Almighty into a box?"

the only Zombie dream I have had.. was a non-drug induced dream when I was wide awake, walking one late afternoon through wal mart.. so I had to go back, to see what it was I saw.. and everybody looked supposedly normal and all, with the second glance.. If I were walking into a church, and saw the same vision, I would ask the person in charge why this was so. I wouldn't accept an answer that would allegate that I was possessed or something.. from what I saw with the first walk through.. I thought maybe the place was built on some kind of sacred American Indian burial ground or something.. So weird. So my better half loves the place. "I'm going to wal mart. Need anything"? No, no thanks. Just remember to wear garlic around your neck.. I might walk through the place, but I will never spend another red cent there..

The Victoid was a moron. Jeremiah's exhortation was to go surrender to the supposed "enemy".. that was the way of life. If you want to stay in your hole and claim "abundance", "victory", or some such nonsense, you will perish.. You'd be better off to learn Chinese while you can.. They already pretty much occupy Saginaw Valley I understand. Will be the largest employer this year..

what do you you do.. Scary question.

as long as we can take a musical trip, all else doesn't make much of a difference I guess.. seeds are fine here.. heh

what I am looking for.. some thionyl chloride. a little bit of diethylamine.. give me a few governmental restricted substances and I could work wonders..

I have all of the vitamin d I need.. it is.. L.. S... D... sorry. I 'm just and old half hybrid hippie.

I would really enjoy about 400 micrograms and enjoy the party.. can that even happen here anymore?

I think I like the lady's work here, the best.. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ivz7cqXHKc&feature=related

This was a previous work. The critics were brutal.. "it's all she's gonna do".. friggin morons.. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X5ouOa9k0gE&feature=related

I didn't know the lady could play the accordion. My friend Don can as well, I just wish he'd meet me on this forum..

some of the best rock and roll shows were unplugged..

at the very least.. you'd have to admit that it was a good rock and roll show..

and the reason they won't tear down the idols, and the groves.. its a money maker. Small, very small amount of money, but money nonetheless..

Whatever happened to these guys..

aren't we all.. ] mad as a hatter, that is.. makes room for us at tea parties, thought doesn't it?