WNBP: The Power Of Pants

Well here it is!  Wednesday night!  And we all know what that means.  It's time for the Wednesday Night Bullet Post.  I think I can come up with a tidbit or two for you all.  Wednesdays are typically good for that...

*It is October.


*More properly, it is the end of October.


*Sort of a fluke that I remembered to check the weather forecast last night.


*Good thing.  Otherwise I might have dressed in a seasonably appropriate fashion.


*Not for 70 balmy degrees.


*This year's crop of students includes a number of somewhat...fragrant boys.


*At least I wasn't wearing a turtleneck and was comfortable.  Small blessings...


*(the boy who is) Dark And Disturbed is quite the story teller.  He is also a budding cartoonist and shows some real talent.  His best work is, well...Dark And Disturbed.  But in the best possible way, if that makes any sense.


*I like Dark And Disturbed.  D&D is funny and very cool.  


*He has a way about him.


*Today, he decided to embellish his regular life by adding drama.  As in, "When I want breakfast, I head off into the deepest, darkest part of the forest with nothing but a knife and the will to sustain myself!"


*From there it went like this:

D&D:  I hunt until I find my meal!  Like a man!!!

Ms. Sheep:  That's nice, dear.

D&D:  And I wear one of those things.  You know what I mean.

MS:  (sensing where this is going because she has spent a great deal of time with D&D):  Fine.  I know what you mean.  Moving on, now.

Cheerful Teaching Assistant:  What?  What is he wearing when he goes out to hunt for his breakfast like a real man?

D&D:  One of those things.  Things!  You know...(helpfully flaps his hand around his midsection.)

MS:  Please.  I beg you.  Don't...

CTA:  I still don't get it.

D&D:  (finally finding the right word)  A loincloth!  That's what it is!  A loincloth!  I stalk my prey while wearing a loincloth!!!

MS:  Therapy.  I needz it.

*The rest of the day, D&D added, "while wearing a loincloth" to every single thing he said.  Everything.


*Sometimes he posed in a manly, hunter-type manner whilst saying the word, "loincloth."


*I anticipate at any moment that I will be appearing on one of those news specials that feature educators desperately trying to explain how they found themselves in such a delicate situation.  There will be lots of close ups of my stricken face and people calling in to hurl verbal abuse at me while I defend myself.


*The Boy For Whom All The World's A Stage entered the room today and announced:

Today is one of those days when I wasn't sure if I was wearing pants.  Seriously.  I had to check when I got off the bus.  It just doesn't feel like I'm wearing pants!

*I am going to be on the news.  I know it.  I might even be on one of those week long investigation specials.


*My name will go down in history and not in a good way.


*Why can't these kids think of themselves as wearing pants, for crying out loud?????


*At the very least, could they envision themselves fully clad while at school?  Is that too much to ask???


*It's actually too hot to knit.


*Or crochet.


*I have found myself in the mood to re-read old favorites, lately.


*This weekend, I picked up and finished Lost Souls by Poppy Z. Bright.


*She's not for everyone.  Sometimes not even for me.


*Dark stuff.  She doesn't pull any punches.  But kind of beautiful in its way.


*Now I'm revisiting Shadowland by Peter Straub.


*I've had this book for years.  It's one I've literally read to tatters.  Straub is one of the greats.  


*Think I'm going to dig up my copy of Mystery (Blue Rose Trilogy) next.  


*Feeling kind of badly for forgetting about good, old Peter for these past few years.


*I think it was running across The Hellfire Club on the bookshelf a while back that reminded me...


*I forgot to change Alpha Betta's water this past weekend.


*That's not true.  I remembered.  I just didn't feel like doing it and then I forgot.  


*I feel badly about it, but he seems to understand.


*At least I think he does.  He's a fish.  Who can tell?


*I'm not sick, but my left nostril was running all day.  


*Weird when it's a balmy, summer day in autumn.  


*Not sure why my nose was running.  It's not like I was chilled or anything.


*I was wearing pants, after all...


That's all I can think of for now.  I'll probably come up with all sorts of other stuff once I sign off, but that's the way these things go sometimes.  I really need to get off the couch and start getting ready for the teaching day tomorrow.   It's shaping up to be a busy one and I'll need to make sure the coffee maker is dripping at the earliest possible hour if I'm going to get enough of the go-juice in me to matter.  I also should pick out an outfit.

A complete outfit.  Top and bottom.  No loincloth.  That is the new dress code in my classroom.

SA