Woohoo! It's football Sunday! For anyone who knows me, I dedicate way too much of my time to following the NFL. Is it bad that sometimes I'd like to bypass the weekend just to get to the games on Sunday? So this week the Eagles play the Cowboys and I feel pretty good about the birds' chances. The sad truth is that whether they win or lose totally effects the way I feel for the rest of the week. A win will solidify my upbeat morale and a loss sends me into a downward spiral. I'm going to head to WOW Wingery and Cafe for the obligatory buffalo wings and my date with destiny.
Last night I got to fooling around with power point on my computer. I'd never tried it before and I've realized pretty quickly that it's a nifty little program and will be utilized plenty in my classroom. For this generation of children, you put anything up on a television screen and the attention I'm so desperate to attain from them is locked on my contents immediately. I'm getting giddy just thinking about how effective this will be in class. This week we are studying Forces and Motion in Science. We' re going to do a cool experiment that has the students create ramps on which they will roll marbles down and calculate the effect of increased altitude on speed and distance. I hope they enjoy it. It just takes what feels like a lifetime of preparation.
I also wasted last night watching the existential drama that is "I Heart Huckabees." It was a pretty good flick. It reminded me of "The Trial" by Kafka. A series of coincidences that are trailed through a maze of uncertainty. The troubling thing about the philosophy in the movie is a certain lack of definition and lack of information that leads to the absurdity of human drama, but I guess that's the point. It made me think of the coincidences of my own life. For instance, is it a coincidence that I was in the state of New York during 9/11 and then in Louisiana for Katrina? I guess the string ended when I wasn't in Pakistan for this horrible earthquake. I feel so much empathy for those people and yet I feel like this tragedy will get less attention than our Hurricane. Maybe that's just due to the way our media chooses to portray events outside our country that don't directly effect us. I mean it has been interesting hearing the distance people felt in Louisiana for 9/11 and the misunderstanding of folks in the Northeast for Katrina. When you're not there in the middle of it, it's nearly impossible to really identify with those going through it. Thus, I commend those who have dropped everything in their lives to come from destinations across the country to help the victims of Katrina in their time of need by donating their bodies and minds to this crisis.
Time to escape the cruelty of human drama for three solid hours of football, a meaningless form of entertainment that provides me so much goddamn happiness. Maybe that's why I could never, in good conscience, pursue my dream of being a sports journalist.
Peace out scouts.
