Top 5 Songs:
1. Heartbreak Warfare by John Mayer
2. Love the Way You Lie by Eminem feat. Rhianna
3. Teenage Dream by Katy Perry
4. Run This Town by Jay-Z feat. Rhianna and Kanye West
5. Need You Now by Lady Antebellum
Top 5 Movies:
1. the social network
2. Inception
3. eat, pray, love
4. Shutter Island (I know I am alone on this one)
5. I'm leaving this space open for all the movies I haven't seen that are probably better than all the movies on this list (for colored girls, Rabbit Hole,The Fighter, True Grit, Blue Valentine, etc.)
Top 5 TV Shows:
1. Grey's Anatomy, I thought it had a bit of a comeback
2. LOST, what a love affair I had (3 years late)
3. It is incredibly difficult for me to choose ONE show from Bravo, but I have to give it to Top Chef All Stars because it makes me so giddy.
4. Mad Men, again a love affair a few season late - but still, a great love affair
5. General Hospital, the year started with James Franco and in a few days will end with a bus full of children going off a ravine (that's good TV).
Top 5 New Favorites:
1. Savannah, Georgia
2. Improv
3. Pitas and Hummus
4. My ankle boots, which might be the shock of the decade.
5. Swimming/Pilate's
Top 5 Roughest Moments:
1. The drive home from TETA in Dallas; it was dirty, hungover and shameful.
2. Uncle Larry's memorial
3. The last couple of weeks of my fall production.
4. Losing my self-confidence this summer.
5. The morning after my first night at TETA.
Top 5 Rad Moments:
1. Savannah (it's too hard to narrow down; the murder mystery boat cruise, Lady Chablis, Paula Deen's son's walking in the store, the parks, the Pirate House with Louis Armstrong - GUH!)
2. Walking around Montrose in Houston with Seth/gay bar hopping
3. The praise I received for my One-Act play.
4. My first really good improv show as an ensemble member.
5. Two of my best friends becoming engaged.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Monday, October 18, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
nice.
"What teachers make, or You can always go to law school if things don't work out"
by Taylor Mali
He says the problem with teachers is, "What's a kid going to learn
from someone who decided his best option in life was to become a teacher?"
He reminds the other dinner guests that it's true what they say about
teachers:
Those who can, do; those who can't, teach.
I decide to bite my tongue instead of his
and resist the temptation to remind the other dinner guests
that it's also true what they say about lawyers.
Because we're eating, after all, and this is polite company.
"I mean, you're a teacher, Taylor," he says.
"Be honest. What do you make?"
And I wish he hadn't done that
(asked me to be honest)
because, you see, I have a policy
about honesty and butt-kicking:
if you ask for it, I have to let you have it.
You want to know what I make?
I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could.
I can make a C+ feel like a Congressional medal of honor
and an A- feel like a slap in the face.
How dare you waste my time with anything less than your very best.
I make kids sit through 40 minutes of study hall
in absolute silence. No, you may not work in groups.
No, you may not ask a question.
Why won't I let you get a drink of water?
Because you're not thirsty, you're bored, that's why.
I make parents tremble in fear when I call home:
I hope I haven't called at a bad time,
I just wanted to talk to you about something Billy said today.
Billy said, "Leave the kid alone. I still cry sometimes, don't you?"
And it was the noblest act of courage I have ever seen.
I make parents see their children for who they are
and what they can be.
You want to know what I make?
I make kids wonder,
I make them question.
I make them criticize.
I make them apologize and mean it.
I make them write, write, write.
And then I make them read.
I make them spell definitely beautiful, definitely beautiful, definitely
beautiful
over and over and over again until they will never misspell
either one of those words again.
I make them show all their work in math.
And hide it on their final drafts in English.
I make them understand that if you got this (brains)
then you follow this (heart) and if someone ever tries to judge you
by what you make, you give them this (the finger).
Let me break it down for you, so you know what I say is true:
I make a difference! What about you?
by Taylor Mali
He says the problem with teachers is, "What's a kid going to learn
from someone who decided his best option in life was to become a teacher?"
He reminds the other dinner guests that it's true what they say about
teachers:
Those who can, do; those who can't, teach.
I decide to bite my tongue instead of his
and resist the temptation to remind the other dinner guests
that it's also true what they say about lawyers.
Because we're eating, after all, and this is polite company.
"I mean, you're a teacher, Taylor," he says.
"Be honest. What do you make?"
And I wish he hadn't done that
(asked me to be honest)
because, you see, I have a policy
about honesty and butt-kicking:
if you ask for it, I have to let you have it.
You want to know what I make?
I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could.
I can make a C+ feel like a Congressional medal of honor
and an A- feel like a slap in the face.
How dare you waste my time with anything less than your very best.
I make kids sit through 40 minutes of study hall
in absolute silence. No, you may not work in groups.
No, you may not ask a question.
Why won't I let you get a drink of water?
Because you're not thirsty, you're bored, that's why.
I make parents tremble in fear when I call home:
I hope I haven't called at a bad time,
I just wanted to talk to you about something Billy said today.
Billy said, "Leave the kid alone. I still cry sometimes, don't you?"
And it was the noblest act of courage I have ever seen.
I make parents see their children for who they are
and what they can be.
You want to know what I make?
I make kids wonder,
I make them question.
I make them criticize.
I make them apologize and mean it.
I make them write, write, write.
And then I make them read.
I make them spell definitely beautiful, definitely beautiful, definitely
beautiful
over and over and over again until they will never misspell
either one of those words again.
I make them show all their work in math.
And hide it on their final drafts in English.
I make them understand that if you got this (brains)
then you follow this (heart) and if someone ever tries to judge you
by what you make, you give them this (the finger).
Let me break it down for you, so you know what I say is true:
I make a difference! What about you?
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Wednesday, May 05, 2010
Things I should be fired for . . .
Setting: On stage, I am placing my class amongst the set before they rehearse their monologues.
Me: Who wants to go first?
14 year old boy: (sitting on the highest set piece) I should go first because I'm on top.
Me: That's what she said.
The End.
Me: Who wants to go first?
14 year old boy: (sitting on the highest set piece) I should go first because I'm on top.
Me: That's what she said.
The End.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Invictus
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Tuesday, February 09, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Finish this sentence . . .
1. My ex...was awesome. If my life were a TV show, an episode with a guest appearance by him would be a very special episode.
2. Maybe I should...audition for A Streetcar Named Desire.
3. I love...my cat Ella!
4. People would say that I'm...good at my job.
5. I don't understand why...Megan Mullally is doing margarine commercials.
6. When I wake up in the morning...I quickly get into a hot shower and think about sun on my skin in June.
7. I lost...my jumpdrive.
8. Life is full of...hilarity, especially in junior high theatre arts classrooms.
9. My past...is colored.
10. I get annoyed by...negativity and whining.
11. Parties are...my thang. I thrive at parties, my dreams are set at parties and there is nothing like hosting "the party when . . ."
12. I wish life was not...so expensive.
13. Dogs are...pure love.
14. Cats are...pure companionship.
15. Tomorrow...is Friday!!! I lurve Fridays.
16. I have a low tolerance...for bad eyeshadow.
17. If I had a million dollars I'd...pay off my loans, send my folks to Australia, travel and then save the rest.
18. I'm totally terrified of...my inner thighs.
19. My spouse...is lost.
20. My life...cannot be summed up in a fill in the blank.
2. Maybe I should...audition for A Streetcar Named Desire.
3. I love...my cat Ella!
4. People would say that I'm...good at my job.
5. I don't understand why...Megan Mullally is doing margarine commercials.
6. When I wake up in the morning...I quickly get into a hot shower and think about sun on my skin in June.
7. I lost...my jumpdrive.
8. Life is full of...hilarity, especially in junior high theatre arts classrooms.
9. My past...is colored.
10. I get annoyed by...negativity and whining.
11. Parties are...my thang. I thrive at parties, my dreams are set at parties and there is nothing like hosting "the party when . . ."
12. I wish life was not...so expensive.
13. Dogs are...pure love.
14. Cats are...pure companionship.
15. Tomorrow...is Friday!!! I lurve Fridays.
16. I have a low tolerance...for bad eyeshadow.
17. If I had a million dollars I'd...pay off my loans, send my folks to Australia, travel and then save the rest.
18. I'm totally terrified of...my inner thighs.
19. My spouse...is lost.
20. My life...cannot be summed up in a fill in the blank.
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