ONE IN A MILLION

Sometimes bad things happen. Sometimes they are so funny that you can’t help but laugh. Yesterday at about 3:30 Tony called me at work and told me he had some very bad and somewhat sad news. I thought Mr. Snodgrass (our favorite fish) had died or something. Thankfully, nothing living was harmed.

He had been sitting at our computer and when he got up everything went POP, sparks came out of things, and a circuit was blown. Whatever could have happened? Well, here’s the story. The USB cable of our digital camera simply sits plugged into the computer. The cord was on the floor and when Tony moved it somehow fell directly into an open third prong socket on the power strip (you know, the fat prong). Part of the USB cord blew off from the power surge and the reminder is rather charred. Unfortunately, as it was plugged into the computer, the power surge appears to have fried the motherboard. Now the computer won’t even turn on.

I called my dad when I got home because he is my helpdesk. He told me that it is very likely that the hard drive is fine, which eased my pain a little bit. I’m thinking how to get things to him so he can check them out. I’m just glad Tony wasn’t hurt. He could have been electrocuted or something and that would have made yesterday an incredibly bad day for me. Instead it was just a relatively bad day. Plus, it makes for a really good story. I don’t think you could try to make that happen and succeed.

One strange thing was that I compulsively wanted to check my email last night. I usually check it once or twice at home but not that often. I guess simply because I couldn’t I was obsessed with doing it. I always found that to be something very strange about human nature. Obviously we are instinctively curious as a species, some people more than others. But we also have a tendency to want things we can’t have. Maybe that doesn’t apply to all humans, maybe it’s just me. I don’t think so. I guess it has something to do with desires of the ID as far as rebellion and mischief. Maybe I am reading too much into things. I think I really need to be back in school so I can use this excess pondering for some good.

To get back to school means I have to take some tests. Since I am pretty sure I want to teach I need to take the basic skills test required for teachers and the content area tests for the subject I want to teach. I may also have to take some classes to round out things I didn’t take in college. The bad thing about designing your own curriculum is that it isn't always the most practical. However, I also need to decide what I want to teach. My heart says English simply because I love literature so much. Seeing people get excited by written word would make me so very happy. I have also been thinking a little about Biology though. I think it would be far easier to get a job as a Biology teacher. I wouldn't have to take any additional Bacjelor's level courses. Then again, would I want to talk about mitosis all day long? I also get slightly queasy for at least ten minutes during any dissection. I love doing them but about midway through I realize that my hands are in some carcass and the smell gets to me and I need to take a break. Then I am fine and I can go play around with brains and hearts. Huh, I really don’t know. I suppose I should just take the basic skills test as a start. It seems pretty easy but the practice tests are on the computer and mine is broken. I don’t think I can justify taking them at work. Oh, the dilemmas. Honestly, it seems pretty easy and I shouldn’t have to really study but I haven’t taken a real test since the MCAT and that was like seven years ago. Whatever, it still shouldn’t be hard. The passing requirements are dismally simple, which is a little sad.

1. Just as volcanoes erupt/Sometime human beings explode in your face

2. Slip slide/ dip and take a dive/ planets looking high when we traveling on a vibe. Time and Space, Digable Planets. Identified by Ern

3. Take a look at me/ Tell me do you like what you see/ Do you think you can/ Do you think you can do me. Do Me, Bel Biv Devoe. Identified by Brooke

4. Early in the morning/ early in the morning/ I’m calling you to/ I’m calling you to/ please come home/ Yes I could make it without you if I/ Just didn’t feel so all alone. Obviously 5 Believers, Bob Dylan. Identified by Brooke.

5. Who loves the sun/ who cares that it makes plants grow/ who cares what it does/ since you broke my heart. Who Loves The Sun, Velvet Underground. Identified by Jaclyn