On the hotel

The hotel is somewhat suspect.IMG_2033

This is the pool.  You may notice that it is in the middle of the damn lobby, which means the entire hotel smells strongly of chlorine.  There is a reason most hotels do not do this even above and beyond the ABSOLUTELY EVERYONE CAN WATCH ME SWIM aspect.IMG_2034

This is the rest of the lobby.  It’s a big nothing.

IMG_2035The view from my door.  No, not my window– my door, because apparently for $10 less, you can book the motel rooms at the hotel, which our travel agency did, which had my boss spitting nails.  I look out over the parking lot.

Whee.

The drive down was fairly pleasant, and I ate well in Louisville.  Kentucky gets very dark at night.

I’m going to bed now.

In which you’re given fair warning

oct14coverChris Hadfield picture because Chris Hadfield is awesome.  You are wrong and I will fight you if you try to act otherwise.

I have, if you count days where I post “I have nothing to say, go enjoy life” types of posts (and this is my blog, so three guesses whether I do and the first two don’t count) blogged basically every day, sometimes more than once, since about halfway through June.  That streak may have to come to an end tomorrow, as tomorrow is parent/teacher conferences and I won’t even be walking out of my building, much less in the proper frame of mind to write about it, until somewhere between 7:30 and 8:00 PM.  Now, granted, events at parent/teacher conferences generally produce decent blogfodder, so I ought to be able to come up with something more compelling than blaaargh want to die when I get home finally, but just in case I don’t, be aware that I’m genuinely not dead.  I promise.

Unless I am, but if I die I’ll make sure to blog about it.

BANG yo HEAD until you start to BREAK yo NECK

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It’s a Busta Rhymes kind of day.

I had a parent conference today that lasted two entire class periods, nearly an hour and a half– I believe the longest parent conference of my entire career. And while it was good to sit down with a parent for a while and talk some things through, and while we did make some progress, I’m not convinced the meeting actually solved any of the issues that the conference was called to address. Plus I have more paperwork to not memorize now, which is always fun.

Then I had a union meeting this afternoon after school and didn’t get home until six. All I really want out of the world today is to read my comic books and something makes me think that isn’t going to happen since I haven’t actually had time to buy any today.

My point is that it was a long day. At the moment I have nothing of any particular import to say (other than that frying eggs inside half of an avocado produces deliciousness– too messy to photograph, but deliciousness)– so I’m gonna play with my son and then collapse in front of the TV.

Tomorrow I get to fight with a retailer. That should be fun!