I was reading about this Philip Markoff, the alleged Craigslist Killer....
And I was thinking that if I was a hooker, I would take a picture of my client to SMS to my pimp every time, at the onset of every encounter. It might kill business a little bit, but if anyone ever killed me, it would be a good way to catch them right off.
I don't know, I think a guy would think twice before killing a hooker who already sent out his picture...
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Thursday, March 12, 2009
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Well, this is fun
So I am taking this class, Foundations of Education. We are learning pretty much everything I have to dread about becoming a teacher. Financing, policy and bureaucracy, curriculum work, basically, just how tough it is going to be.
My brain is fried just thinking about it, honestly. But I also don't have a class full of kids to cheer me up right now, just my textbooks and my computer screen.
I am, however, really enjoying my other classes.
Also, I'm too tired to even write this post.
Goodnight.
My brain is fried just thinking about it, honestly. But I also don't have a class full of kids to cheer me up right now, just my textbooks and my computer screen.
I am, however, really enjoying my other classes.
Also, I'm too tired to even write this post.
Goodnight.
Friday, February 6, 2009
Coming Distractions for February 10, 2009
Here's What You'll Find on Our Shelves This Tuesday, they are new, and will have not been there before, so come and check them out.
Also, thank you all so much for keeping us in business during these lean times. We really appreciate you.
For the kids we have
Madagascar Escape 2 Africa
and finally on DVD we have
Our Man in Havana
So, come on in and rent them. What are you waiting for?!?!
Oh, Tuesday, right.
Well, come in Tuesday then.
Also, thank you all so much for keeping us in business during these lean times. We really appreciate you.
Nights in Rodanthe
My Name is Bruce
Gospel Hill
The Romance of Astrea and Celadon
The Best of Wholphin
The Times of Harvey Milk
W.
Soul Men
Miracle At St. Anna
Frozen River
Blindness
My Name is Bruce
Gospel Hill
The Romance of Astrea and Celadon
The Best of Wholphin
The Times of Harvey Milk
W.
Soul Men
Miracle At St. Anna
Frozen River
Blindness
For the kids we have
Madagascar Escape 2 Africa
and finally on DVD we have
Our Man in Havana
So, come on in and rent them. What are you waiting for?!?!
Oh, Tuesday, right.
Well, come in Tuesday then.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
I've got no blog to blog...
Today, I haven' much to say that I would make so public. But for you, my adoring fan, I thought I should at least poke my head in and say something.
I was out at a friend's party last night, and what a wonderful time it was. My host, quite inebriated, began waxing philosophic on change. We all change, and there is nothing you can do about it. Sometimes we grow together, other times we grow apart. But the mistake that you should not make, which is commonly made, he said, is to view who you were before the change as a bad or immature thing. You were just different.
Now, that is paraphrased, of course, I was not, between shrimp and white wine, jotting down notes in a steno...
But an interesting thought, nonetheless, and one that I feel we should all come to terms with sooner or later.
I have changed quite a bit in the past few years, and I never cease to amaze myself. I constantly disappoint myself also, but I try to overlook all that.
So, there it is, I have written down someone else's thoughts for the day, and hopefully you will find them inspiring.
~Katie May
I was out at a friend's party last night, and what a wonderful time it was. My host, quite inebriated, began waxing philosophic on change. We all change, and there is nothing you can do about it. Sometimes we grow together, other times we grow apart. But the mistake that you should not make, which is commonly made, he said, is to view who you were before the change as a bad or immature thing. You were just different.
Now, that is paraphrased, of course, I was not, between shrimp and white wine, jotting down notes in a steno...
But an interesting thought, nonetheless, and one that I feel we should all come to terms with sooner or later.
I have changed quite a bit in the past few years, and I never cease to amaze myself. I constantly disappoint myself also, but I try to overlook all that.
So, there it is, I have written down someone else's thoughts for the day, and hopefully you will find them inspiring.
~Katie May
Saturday, January 17, 2009
On Life
I was having a thought the other day about a particular style of writing in which you cover the majority of the span of a persons life by focusing in on very important moments, and kind of summarizing the in between parts. I was thinking to myself, why is it that our lives can't actually go by like this. Then I remembered that for the most part they do.
Think back over your life, what do you remember? Do you remember that you took a bath instead of a shower on June 2 1992? Probably not, don't ask me how I know.
More likely you remember the important parts, your first kiss, a great date, your first day at a new school, when you aced that science project on which you had worked so hard...
But in the meantime, we still have to live the everyday time, most of which we generally spend looking forward to the moments we anticipate remembering. Most of them we forget.
I recently found an old diary from when I was about fourteen/fifteen years old. Need I say more? But I will. I found in those pages the undue sense of drama characteristic of early adolescence. Everything was a big deal. He smiled at me, I know it means true love. Ha! Take that teenage self.
And what will I think of myself in another decade when I look back on my twenties? Will I admire my courage, facing life for the first time? Will I denounce my optimism as naivety? Will I grow nostalgic for the simpler time that I can only assume this will seem to have been? Will I mock my open heart, my frivolity, my presumed adulthood? Time will tell.
For now, I look impatiently forward to the next memorable moment of my life.
Katie May
Think back over your life, what do you remember? Do you remember that you took a bath instead of a shower on June 2 1992? Probably not, don't ask me how I know.
More likely you remember the important parts, your first kiss, a great date, your first day at a new school, when you aced that science project on which you had worked so hard...
But in the meantime, we still have to live the everyday time, most of which we generally spend looking forward to the moments we anticipate remembering. Most of them we forget.
I recently found an old diary from when I was about fourteen/fifteen years old. Need I say more? But I will. I found in those pages the undue sense of drama characteristic of early adolescence. Everything was a big deal. He smiled at me, I know it means true love. Ha! Take that teenage self.
And what will I think of myself in another decade when I look back on my twenties? Will I admire my courage, facing life for the first time? Will I denounce my optimism as naivety? Will I grow nostalgic for the simpler time that I can only assume this will seem to have been? Will I mock my open heart, my frivolity, my presumed adulthood? Time will tell.
For now, I look impatiently forward to the next memorable moment of my life.
Katie May
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