Isn't Dolly fabulous! This lens is about nothing and everything. It is comprised of my random rates and raves which change daily.
The bit around education was written during the early days of the NCLB act...GO BUSH GO! where I vomited daily as the rise of mediocrity as the American way became the norm. It was also the time where I fought alongside my collegues to save our little learning academy (which by the way was a success. Not based on the number students seamlessly continuting thier education or the countless letters from parents and students but the Broad Prize in Educaiton was won by the LBUSD and the shcolarship money went in a large majority to ODYSSEY GRADs...go TEAM go), but ...we lost anyway.
So since we all know too well the impacts of a C student making the rules and stlll have a leader with a sub-standard intellect, I say what WHAT...what the fuck ?. Education is about exposure and THINKING. I am my education, the books, music, travels, beliefs, career choice....IMPACTED by my education....We need a thinking population who can enter the world able to think, act, and access the world...the CASHEE a test written at the 7th/8th grade level is the standard of what 12 years of public education should provided its citizens...if youre around my age we took these tests and passed them in the 7th grade and secretly wondered about those who had to take them again and again. Those kids still live at home in their parents basement.
Sat, June 30, 2007 - 8:22 AM
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Quiting my tenured job, leaving behind 7 years of relationships in order to push myself into an unknown realm has been the hardest thing I've ever done. I needed a challenge. I got one. several actually. I'm surviving. I'm making a life for myself that is becoming more satisfying each week. Its far from the life I had in Long Beach but its a good life. I'm learning and growing and that's what I desired. I'm becoming more dolly each day.
Sat, May 27, 2006 - 3:06 AM
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You have no power. Everywhere you go you are view with suspicion. You are constantly made to prove you have worth, prove you deserve the respect other so easily are given. How do you fight back? Do you take the highroad? The attitude that I will prove them all wrong? Do you fight back with anger, play dirty? Do you take the anger out on yourself? When you have limited power but unlimited rage. When you start 20 steps behind the rest of America and find that every step forwards comes with a 10 pound weight to make your journey that much harder. What do you do?
The play by play:
Mon, February 20, 2006 - 10:51 AM
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"take your mama out" and "lucky star" sang at the top of our lungs accompanied by cardancing with hands out the sunroof "can you move your car up" bloody mary, turkey club...untoasted (who the hell wants to eat food that cuts the fuck outta your mouth) and "its good with the lettuce" ruined by the six inch pile of uneated bread our personal "bitch" fetching ranch (he's lucky I wasn't serious about that separate plate for my crusts) patio drinking with a "nicole situation" which would last the duration of the afternoon and would break up our mini-party and result in a loss of our soccer mom. Katherine making things happen to keep the party going Andrea pulling Gabriel and Dresden outta her ass Dance Dance revolution LP Trixies and Marina Mavens As The Rush Comes Speedy Freakie Cabbie awwww....what a great day from beginning to end
How can you not love a day that begins with you and your best friend singing scissor sisters as you dance in your seats on your way to Harvey's for a bloody mary, progresses to the patio at Ziegeist, makes a stop at a friend's house for conversation and carrots, and ends with a full body exhaustion from dancing till the wee hours to Gabriel and Dresden.
Mon, February 20, 2006 - 10:37 AM
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I do believe I have had my best day in San Francisco since moving here in August. It was a perfect day, my first SF perfect day. I'm content for the first time in MONTHS. This city has been kicking my ass in all sorts of ways and I've experienced deep down body depression, for the first time in my life, that rendered me incapable of anything but sleep and have lived since August with a sadness and loneliness that would not go away despite my unwillingness to give in to it. I forged ahead and went out and about and met people but even when I was having fun, that pervasive sad lonely feeling was always there, lurking in the background. I was faking it till I make it...but honestly was worried that I would never make it, but yesterday has restored my hope. In fact two very good things happened for me last week in other areas of my life so yesterdays fun was a bonus.
How many fucking times can fucked up bitches step on my foot with their pointy chucky shoes without getting knocked the fuck out? Dancing or trying to show the Dj and the random boys around you that you'd be a good fuck at the end of the night, that is if you don't pass out or puke on the dance floor. Thank god I had the patience of one of those bibilcal test me o'lord type of characters last night!
Thu, November 24, 2005 - 11:10 AM
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