Hire Us!

Ladies all gussied up for the job fair Posted by Hello

Here we are, all dressed up and ready to divide & conquer the job fair.

Kellyclare, Stacy, Nicole, Katie and I went to the Oregon Professional Educators Fair on Wednesday to pass out resumes, meet school district representatives, and interview with prosepective employers. The day was long, starting with rolling out of bed at 6:30, arriving to the fair at 8:20, and leaving after 4:00. I met with eight districts that I would be willing to work for. They are, in order of priority: Springfield, Eugene 4J, South Lane, Bethel, Salem, Albany, Corvallis, and Forest Grove. I also had screening interviews with Eugene and Salem, as well as a promise of a call for an interview from Forest Grove, although I don't necessarily want to work there.

Katie is moving to Arizona, a state that really needs teachers, so she was offered two (secretly 2.5) jobs on that day! Kellyclare and Nicole both interviewed with Hawaii, the state where they are from. Stacy is going to finish up school at the end of next fall, so she was doing job search research and getting information about substituting after she finishes up.

Wish me luck as I finish up all of my applications over the weekend!


Karaoke Contest

At the moment the winner was announced (click to enlarge) Posted by Hello

Angelene was crownedthe winner of the Black Forest's annual karaoke contest last night! Click on the photo along the right sidebar for more pictures!


We thought these guys were missing in action, but here's the story: Jason is doing art work in Portland. He has an awesome web site called http://theartofjasonpyke.com/. Mac is in North Carolina raising money for his bike ride across the entire COUNTRY, which will benefit a children's hospital. You can read about this or donate to his cause at http://arideforthekids.com/. Posted by Hello


What did I do for Spring Break?

Spring Break, Visiting Mom & Dad Posted by Hello

After Phaedra's party, I drove to my mom's house in Timber, Oregon. Don't worry, you won't know where it is. My grandparents were there to visit us on their way through to their house in Alaska. My Aunt Alice came with them as well, which was nice because I might end up moving to Portland for a teaching job and it was good to keep her in the loop. After they all left at around 6, mom and I made sushi and watched a depressing romantic war movie called Head in the Clouds. Charlize Theron is so cute and bouncy, so she made the movie good, but it truly was depressing.

When I woke up the next morning, I drove 45 minutes to my dad's River House. For the second time in under a year, I arrived to a meal being cooked for me, which was fan-fucking-tastic. Dad was making "Sam's Specialty," a potato-omlette creation that he's been making since I can remember. While I was there we did some gardening, started a River House blog (read it!), watched a couple of movies, including the Village, which was pretty weird and didn't end in a way that we were okay with. It really seemed to drag on and on, but that might have also been due to the fact that we were trying to watch it on Dad's laptop, hooked into the TV. It didn't have enough memory to run the large movie size, so it kept shutting down and we had to re-start the movie over and over. Hmm, Patrick, Robin, & Evan...Remind you of a time?

That was my Spring break fun! Now it's time to crack down and finish all of the job search stuff I couldn't concentrate on during the term. I'd better get started too, because I've found a number of great distractions that could help me procrastinate. I hope the spring break travelers are having fun!!!

Partying at Phaedra's

Celebrating the term's end, Attic style. (Click to Enlarge) Posted by Hello

As usual, drinking and craziness. We started at 4:00 by practicing an entirely new back-up routine for Anglene's karaoke contest performance. We got through most of it, but we haven't quite figured out the end. Rachel's sister, Wendy, was extremely helpful in choreographing our dance since she used to be on some kind of dance team. I didn't catch the details of that, but we are SO thankful. After dancing around, we ordered three pizzas from American Dream. It's probably my favorite pizza restaurant. Heck yes, it is!

People started showing up around 9:00, although we already had around ten to start with. What did we do? Well, the usual: Beer bongs, shots, cribbage, dancing, and general debauchery. My friend Jim showed up, which was pretty cool since I hadn't seen him for a while. Katy was there, which was sweet, as well as Uvo and Pete. I passed out on the couch around 1:00 since we had started so early, but Phadedra, Katy, and Pete were involved in some kind of dancing shenanigan until 3 in the morning, which involved spilling things. Then Phaedra climbed into bed with me (because Uvo and Katy had passed out in her bed) and proceeded to giggle uncontrollably across the room with Katy for quite some time. Then everyone suddenly passed out and that was the end of that.


St. Patrick's Day Fun with Adrienne

Drunk O' the Irish Posted by Hello

Lucky's Club Cigar hosted the big St. Patrick's day event last night, which consisted of Toad in the Hole (the band, not the English food), Irish Car Bombs, Guinness, some random fights, chanting/hollering, and other stereotypically superb shenanigans. There were a bunch of us on the Drunk Train initially: Me, Sammy, Rachel, Liz, Adrienne, Angelene, & Tracy (visiting from CA), and John & Julia (Visiting from CA as well).

We arrived at Lucky's at 8:00 and already the bar's poorly designed layout was impossible to navigate because of the sheer number of drunk people wearing green. When you first enter, you walk through a hallway that is about five feet wide and also contains the bar. When you would leave to go to the outside smoking area, again, narrow hallway, this time containing the bathrooms. The sheer genius of the layout puts long lines (to the bar/bathroom) in the two most compact spaces available. The main room is quite large...I think they filter you in through the sieve-like hallways so you'll be that much more glad to be there. Despite our issues getting in and out, people that showed up after us had to wait in line outside. The typical wait was 20-45 minutes.

Toad in the Hole was awesome. It was their last performance, which is sad, but they left a lasting impression on all five million people that squeezed into that room to see them. We drank many car bombs and whisky drinks and saw some funny shit go down. Our friend Jessica, who bartends at the Black Forest, divided and conquered a fight that broke out among a few drunk guys outside. She spotted it with her keen bartender eyes and swooped upon them, splitting them up and sending them on their way within a few seconds. Awesome. Another sight was Liz, who was might sloppy and staggering in a bit of a grapevine...I'm not sure what happened to her last night! Jessica, the keen-eyed bartender was monitoring her, last I knew.

Then it was on to the Horsehead, where there weren't quite as many people, but it was still packed for that place. We ran into Patrick, Robin, Evan, and friends there, for whom the Horsehead was another hole of Bar Golfing. Ask Patrick for the rules, I don't remember them exactly. We also saw Josh, Bryan, Andrew, Andy, and more. Sorry if I left anyone's name out. Our intoxication peaked here, and many more shenanigans ensued. Two people got asked to stop dancing on the table. Evan did parlor tricks for us. We stood in a pathway making jazz-hand bridges for people to pass beneath as we cheered, "Yay, go through the fun bridge!" We took more car bombs. We took many pictures where our faces were shiny and our mouths were very open (heh, heh Rachel).

In closing, here is information about Sammy's question last night about the history of St. Patrick's day:
The person who was to become St. Patrick, the patron saint of Ireland, was born in Wales about AD 385. His given name was Maewyn, and he almost didn't get the job of bishop of Ireland because he lacked the required scholarship. Far from being a saint, until he was 16, he considered himself a pagan. At that age, he was sold into slavery by a group of Irish marauders that raided his village. During his captivity, he became closer to God.

He escaped from slavery after six years and went to Gaul where he studied in the monastery under St. Germain, bishop of Auxerre for a period of twelve years. During his training he became aware that his calling was to convert the pagans to Christianity. His wishes were to return to Ireland, to convert the native pagans to Christianity. But his superiors instead appointed St. Palladius. But two years later, Palladius transferred to Scotland. Patrick, having adopted that Christian name earlier, was then appointed as second bishop to Ireland. Patrick was quite successful at winning converts. And this fact upset the Celtic Druids.

Patrick was arrested several times, but escaped each time. He traveled throughout Ireland, establishing monasteries across the country. He also set up schools and churches which would aid him in his conversion of the Irish country to Christianity. His mission in Ireland lasted for thirty years. After that time, Patrick retired to County Down. He died on March 17 in AD 461. That day has been commemorated as St. Patrick's Day ever since.

Much Irish folklore surrounds St. Patrick's Day. Not much of it is actually substantiated. Some of this lore includes the belief that Patrick raised people from the dead. He also is said to have given a sermon from a hilltop that drove all the snakes from Ireland. Of course, no snakes were ever native to Ireland, and some people think this is a metaphor for the conversion of the pagans. Though originally a Catholic holy day, St. Patrick's Day has evolved into more of a secular holiday.
Not a very nice story, really, but what the hey? Enough Guinness will help you forget.


Just in Time for St. Patrick's Day

You're a Pint of Guinness!

What kind of beer are you?

Spring Boring

Yay! Posted by Hello

This goes out to all my friends who are leaving me on spring break. I envy you, and you suck balls, but have a good time. I choo choo choose you! And for those of you that will be here, call me and hang out with me! I am going to be so bored!


Bar Fun (Click to Enlarge) Posted by Hello

Sushilene: Sushi, Soup, Karaoke, Punk, & Graphic Organizers

See picture above.

Okay, this one will take some explaining. Last night was Sushilene- A sushi making extravaganza in celebration of Angelene's birthday. We made sushi at their house, did a bunch of karaoke, and ended the night at the Wetlands where we saw the Richard Hedders, a fantastic punk band we know from Corvallis. They could be the stars of a punk mockumentary because they are literally a satire of themselves. Angelene got nice and toasty and flashed her boobies on stage. Twice. Picture omitted.

At some points in the show, the music was loud and it was hard to talk to Patrick, with whom I was seated. So we took to communicating on keno tickets with golf pencils. The first drawing is a flow chart to find Patrick's ass (play along, kiddies!), which morphed into more of a slam on our moms and mathematical references. The second is a mind map of...something...I'm not really sure, but I know it all comes back to Your Mom in the end. And smiles are the beginning of it all.

The last slip of paper is a venn diagram comparing Patrick to me. Notice that the overlap of circles indicates things we have in common, such as a "proclivity to proclaim ones awesomeness" and "we hate water chestnuts" and "lefarious," which I looked up and did not find in the dictionary. So apparently we were making words up. In the outer parts of the circles, it is noted that Patrick has a penis and I have a vagina. He is also oceany and I am rivery, in regards to family houses. He is also 24 and 3/4 whereas I am 24 and 11/12.

That just about sums it up. Happy birthday Angelene, happy keno ramblings to me and Patrick. Happy whiskey to Rachel. Happy siblings to Bruce & Liz. Happy burger to Bunny. Happy Grease Sing-A-Long to Matt, and happy red fleece shirt to John. Happy "got some sleep last night: to Liz, Robin, & Evan. Happy pool sharkness to Sammy. Peace out, my friends.


Final Project Presentation

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This is a photo of my group from Multiple Methods of Research, a class that will end on Monday following my one and only final, thank god. We did a survey of research having to do with school bullying and decorated ourselves appropriately to the topic. It went well, except that our professor cut us off before we could show our last, culminating video clip, saying that we had exceeded our time limit. The problem was that we hadn't, and it was incredibly rude of her not to let us finish. Interruptions aside, it is done, and we had fun duct-taping things to our shirts, at least.

I have one more smallish project and a test left and then...FREEDOM. For a week. Over which I will be going crazy with job search materials and won't have any money. But still...FREEDOM! No more discussions of qualitative research, single subject design, quality education model, content-based instruction, academic v. social language, sheltered English, or any other topic requiring thought. Instead, I'm going to watch a lot of Oprah and eat a lot of Easter candy, especially those little milk chocolate robin eggs. Yummy. I could seriously eat those all day, and maybe I will, it fits my spring break budget.

Welcome to the Jungle

Welcome to the Jungle (Click on Picture to Enlarge) Posted by Hello

Jungle Party for Rachel's Birthday!! Woo hoo!

From top left to bottom right:
  • Sammy & Bunny in full camo, prepared for ambushes
  • Beautiful jungle flowers: Angeline and Liz, the Orchid
  • Me as a Witch Doctor & Rachel the Puma
  • Jungle decorations
  • Uvodichs: A tourist and a the jungle herself (I kept calling her an Ent)
  • Indy & his whip and two guys on safari (Patrick looks like Jack Hannah!)
  • Matt & Bruce in aftermath of chest-signing. Not sure of the story.
  • Jack Hannah & Liz, camo gal
  • Matt, Victor, & Jeff: Matt was a jungle gymnast...they were doubling up on theme parties that night :-)



Good news for all you role-play, sci-fi people that can't distinguish between fiction and reality! The distinction is becoming more vague, so dress in renaissance garb, grab your staff and dagger, and pray to your goddess! And don't forget the Magic cards!

´Hobbit was a smart little human` say scientists
"The team had found the remains of seven tiny people, including one nearly complete skull of a 30-year-old woman. They dubbed the fossils homo floresiensis. "

"The scientific community took to calling it the Hobbit after the diminutive characters in J.R.R. Tolkien's books. LB1, a female, measures at just 1 meter in height and has some surprisingly advanced features which negate an earlier theory that it was a diseased human being. "

Click here for the Article, from EarthTimes.org


Rules for Teachers in 1915

I'm glad times have changed. Posted by Hello

I would have never gotten a job in 1915. I'm okay with not keeping company with men, but they can't stop me from loitering downtown near ice cream stores. That's just plain inhumane.

Rachel Braves 25

Happy Birthday Rachel! Posted by Hello

Rachel has been trying on 25 since last night (at Tasty Thai). She is still alive and doesn't seem strangely older and odder, so I think I'm okay with turning 25 next month. Thanks for being the age guinea pig Rach.

Poodle Likes My Underwear

Poodle Kitty Posted by Hello

Well, this settles it. I need one of those tall looming cat towers if I am to avoid hair in my underwear. She has the face of an angel and hair like pine needles.


Enskie Itinerary

Enskie is visiting! Below is her email of notification for anyone that didn't get it:

From: Adrienne VincentSent: 2/28/2005 6:17:44 PM
here's a shovel Hello everyone that I am forwarding this to: This will be a dual purpose e-mail! To let the Oregon crowd know of my as of now potential plans for next month...I will be arriving in Eugene on March 17th, yes, that's St. Patty's Day!So who doesn't have a final on Friday and wants to par-tay? I will not be un-accompanied on this venture. My friend Tracy will be with me. I have convinced her to leave the kid and attached babysitter at home so it'll just be we two gals. Phaedra has informed me that her gathering will probably be on Saturday so it'll be Corvallis then and then heading South (hopefully for a week of wilderness backpacking in the redwoods! Come on Liz!) on Sunday. Mauri, will you be in Eugene for the green holiday? (no I'm not refering to Liz's b-day, though that's comming up) Sara, when are you done with class? Andy, what are you doing with your Spring Break? Camping with a bunch of rowdy girls? OK OK I'll call and finalize all this, for now be happy with a forward making fun of the president.. love and kittens, Adrienne and Tomas


The Last Practicum of Graduate School

Oh boy, next term is going to be challenging. In addition to three classes and an extra long seminar, I have a new class to GTF for (and a professor who will make me go to the class/actually do work), working in the computer lab, two job fairs, the ESOL Praxis (my ESL license exam), and a ten-hour per week practicum. I wrote to the teacher I'll be working with in practicum, and this was her description of the class:

"I think you'll love these first grade students. There are 20 in the class with 6 being ESL students with varying degrees of competency. We also have 2 identified Asperger Syndrone boys and some very bright and "interesting" other children. Makes for a lot of fun...and I mean that truthfully."

Oh boy, oh boy. Not only have I never actually worked with ESL kids, I have very little experience with Asperger's Syndrome and I have NEVER worked in a first grade classroom. Yikes. Yikes. Yikes.

Glossary for Non-Ed People:
- English for Speakers of Other Languages, my graduate emphasis
Practicum- Part-time placement in a classroom where you teach small units & groups
GTF- Graduate Teaching Fellow, assisting in a college class to pay for grad school
Asperger's Syndrome- High functioning Autism
First Grade- Primary elementary grade in which students still publicly pick their noses
"Interesting"- Children that are hell on wheels