Okay, look, Marvel …

On June 25, 2025 By Luther M. SilerIn idiocy, moviesLeave a comment

You’ve got me, you bastards. I’m in. The last of your fucking movies I saw in a theater was I don’t even remember but it might have been Endgame, weeks after it came out. I also don’t remember which of your movies was the last I saw at all. Maybe Black Widow.

I am going to see Fantastic Four: First Steps in a theater. I am not back and I have no plans to see any other forthcoming Marvel movies. I’m gonna see Superman, but that’s not you. That’s two superhero movies in a month which will be more than I’ve seen in the last several years.

Please don’t fuck this up.

Anybody know anything about flies? We have a mystery infestation in about a room and a half in the house. Our dining room has a big glass sliding door leading to a screened-in back porch. I have killed, and I swear I’m not shitting you, well over a hundred house flies crawling around on that screen door in the last two days. Well over a hundred of them. I have absolutely no idea where they’re coming from. There is no obvious source of flies in my dining room. There is a vent right in front of the sliding door; I have pulled the grille out of it and vacuumed inside it extensively, and it’s not big enough to be hiding a dead animal or something, plus if there was something in there we’d be able to smell it. Plus, if they were coming from the vents, they’d be in every room in the house, not concentrated by the back porch.

They are not on the outside of the sliding doors. Plus, again, there’s no source of flies out there and it’s screened in. They have to be coming from inside the house and they also have to be coming from somewhere very close to that sliding door, and there just isn’t anything. Flies don’t just spontaneously generate! That would mean that there’s something in my dining room that is rotting and was covered in maggots and zero of the four humans and three cats in the house noticed it?

I’ve sat and watched and waited to see if I could spot them crawling from somewhere, and of course, because they’re flies and flies have turning invisible as a class ability, I’ve had no luck on that. If I leave the room for half an hour there will be between five and seventeen (the current record) on the sliding door when I come back. I’ve been using the vacuum cleaner to kill them because it’s faster and more effective than a Goddamn flyswatter.

Somebody help me out, this is gross and I’m tired of it.

(Oh, and I made a flytrap with a Sprite bottle, some apple cider vinegar and a few drops of dish soap because the Internet told me it was an effective cheap flytrap. Pff. It has not caught a single fucking fly. There’s an indoor zapper coming Friday.)

Ew, gross

On September 24, 2024 By Luther M. SilerIn TeachingLeave a comment

Everyone in my house has something abdominal going on right now, although we don’t appear to all have the same thing and in my case I’m pretty sure it’s a medicine side effect. But it’s not exactly leading to the home front being a relaxed and peaceful place to be, what with a bunch of us being in various forms of pain and some of us occasionally needing to spill terrifying amounts of liquid from some orifice or another, often on short notice. I myself stayed home from work today, not because I was too sick to go in but because the precise kind of sick I am means that going to work, where I have to wait for the office to send me coverage in order to go to the bathroom, is an automatic no-go even if I feel absolutely fine 95% of the time. It’s my least favorite thing about teaching, the way we absolutely cannot leave these little crapweasels alone for any amount of time, or half of them will start having sex and the other half will start drinking alcohol and then some of them will set things on fire, possibly while drunk and fucking. And that’s before the fights start.

Sigh.

My classes this year are absolute hell on subs, too, which on the one hand I’m supposed to be professionally angry about and on the other hand what-fuckin’-ever, so long as none of them are dead at the end of the day and they don’t destroy any of my shit. I don’t know why these groups are so bad to outsiders; I’m certainly not having perfect days or anything but, halfway through the first quarter, so far as a whole this is one of my more manageable groups of kids. They just fall the hell apart when I’m not there, to the point where it’s going to start being difficult for the office to convince people to cover for me when I’m not at school.

(I am hoping to make it to November before I miss another day. I’ve already taken the election and the day after off as personal days, and there’s a four-day Fall Break in there, so hopefully I’ll be able to pull this off. Most of my missed time has been medication-related, which, again, annoys the hell out of me.)

Anyway, I’m going to go find a surface to wipe down with bleach. Stay away from norovirus, kids, it’s nasty.

Eew gross

On November 20, 2017November 20, 2017 By Luther M. SilerIn idiocy, life2 Comments

Here is a thing that one ought not to do: Sneeze, abruptly, profusely and wetly, while driving to work in the morning. Because the horrifying glob of gross that fires from your mouthparts will hit your windshield at the farthest possible location from your face, and you won’t even find it for a few minutes, and then you’ll notice, and by the time you get to work it will have frozen to the windshield as well as to the dash underneath, and you will discover that cleaning it off with what you have on hand is impossible, and then your car will spend twelve hours outside and you will realize that you are stuck with a smeary blob of gross on your windshield until your car has time to warm up in your garage for a bit before you try to clean again.

The end.

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