Well. I'd be finished after today, were it not for the mush-brained twatwaffle who thinks Kipling's Kim
described the Great Game of nations in unironic terms (assuming he
knows that's where the terms he's been gleefully throwing around come
from), and has embraced whole-heartedly applying the term "Great Game"
to things: we have the Great Game of Business, and the Great Game of
Education.
Why on earth did the Board of Trustees decide to hire a community
college player on as a growing and developing full university president?
Because of this idiot, every class must do something during
scheduled final exams time. Yep, every class. From Choir to Ceramics
to College Composition. Knowledge-based classes and skills-based
classes.
I can see the point with the knowledge-based classes, all of which now
require a comprehensive final exam, but skills-based? It's fucking stupid. It's a waste of the students' time, the instructors' time, and of the resources of the university.
I s'pose that just matches the fat-fuck waste of space sitting in the university president's office.
Friday, December 5, 2014
Friday, October 31, 2014
Fuck you, Blackboard. Fuck you so hard.
I was grading last night, and suddenly...the gradebook quit working.
I tried four times to enter grades in one student's slot, and I got a
"not found" error message. And then got told to refresh. And then was
informed that there was a managed service interruption.
What. The. Actual. FUCK.
I am just about to the point of hunting down the admin who are NOT FUCKING DOING THEIR FUCKING JOB, and choking them unconscious.
What. The. Actual. FUCK.
I am just about to the point of hunting down the admin who are NOT FUCKING DOING THEIR FUCKING JOB, and choking them unconscious.
Friday, October 24, 2014
The "Affordable" Care Act
I got a mailing from our health insurance provider last week. It was
with great trepidation that I opened it, since we have a catastrophe
plan, one that if it weren't "grandfathered in" (until the PTB decide
otherwise), because I've heard of some insurance companies cancelling
those plans and either leaving customers hanging or moving them
automatically into plans that comply, whether or not the individual can
afford it.
All it was was a notification that I have benefits that cover reconstruction surgery should I ever have a mastectomy.
But the "Affordable" Care Act, and all those involved in both writing it, and raping the country with it can fuck the fucking fuck off. Each of those involved in raping the country with the ACA can sodomize themselves with a printed copy of it, each page folded until it's all corners, and inserted individually.
All it was was a notification that I have benefits that cover reconstruction surgery should I ever have a mastectomy.
But the "Affordable" Care Act, and all those involved in both writing it, and raping the country with it can fuck the fucking fuck off. Each of those involved in raping the country with the ACA can sodomize themselves with a printed copy of it, each page folded until it's all corners, and inserted individually.
Friday, October 17, 2014
This week
This week can fuck off so hard. Monday, the alarm didn't go off.
No, Odysseus and I didn't have class, but the kids still had
school...and they were being good, and didn't wake us up until ten 'til
eight. They're late if they arrive after 8:05, and we managed to
somehow get them there by ten after. That can fuck off.
Second, I got sick that night with a mild gastric virus that made me run a fever, and feel like I'd eaten glass...and caused bloating and pain from that...Monday night. I'm only just now getting over it.
Third, my CD player in the bedroom quit working.
And last, but not least, I think I'm coming down with a cold.
I am so ready for this week to be over...
Second, I got sick that night with a mild gastric virus that made me run a fever, and feel like I'd eaten glass...and caused bloating and pain from that...Monday night. I'm only just now getting over it.
Third, my CD player in the bedroom quit working.
And last, but not least, I think I'm coming down with a cold.
I am so ready for this week to be over...
Friday, September 12, 2014
Flag lowered over Pentagon
I really didn't care for the symbolism, yesterday, of the flag coming
down over the Pentagon. Really, really, really didn't like that. I
have to wonder if the twatwaffle that thought of the whole lowering of
flags to "honor" the attacks have forgotten our national anthem:
When it's brought to half-staff in "honor" of the victims of enemy action during time of war...that stinks of surrender.
And that...that can fuck off.
Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall standThe flag needs to never be lowered to "honor" victims of a war declaration. If anything, it should be raised higher. Because lowering it? Yeah, I can see that in honor of something like Sandy Hook, or Columbine, where lone crazy attacks the completely innocent.
Between their loved home and the war's desolation!
Blest with victory and peace, may the heav'n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust."
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
When it's brought to half-staff in "honor" of the victims of enemy action during time of war...that stinks of surrender.
And that...that can fuck off.
Friday, September 5, 2014
Another list
A good friend of mine was hospitalized at the start of the week
because her insulin prescription ran out, and the pharmacy, which is not
in town, but is the only pharmacy covered, declared that they'd tried to reach her doctor (lies), but never got a refill order, so she could just bugger off to the hospital with DKA.
Because an emergency 'scrip is far more than they can afford. So the
"Affordable" Care Act and the machinations it's forced insurance
companies into to be able to stay afloat can fuck the fuck off. And
King Putt can chansawdomize himself with a rusty, poorly lubricated
chansaw that jerks to stops and starts at random intervals.
The lightning storm that blew the fucking AC compressor off the fucking unit can FTFO. The kids have been whiny, the cats have been whiny, and I've completely lacked patience with the cats underfoot and the kids' acting out. Thank God that was under warranty--otherwise...yeah, it would hurt family finances. A lot. As it is, it's still going to smart. And that can fuck off, too.
And, once again, nursemaid's elbow can fuck the fucking fuck off. One of the pixie's preschool classmates had her daddy cause a case. I don't know who was more distressed, the little girl or her daddy. And yes, I did help.
The lightning storm that blew the fucking AC compressor off the fucking unit can FTFO. The kids have been whiny, the cats have been whiny, and I've completely lacked patience with the cats underfoot and the kids' acting out. Thank God that was under warranty--otherwise...yeah, it would hurt family finances. A lot. As it is, it's still going to smart. And that can fuck off, too.
And, once again, nursemaid's elbow can fuck the fucking fuck off. One of the pixie's preschool classmates had her daddy cause a case. I don't know who was more distressed, the little girl or her daddy. And yes, I did help.
Friday, August 29, 2014
To US District Judge Clark Whaddoups--
You, sir, are an unmitigated fool and an ass. You, sir, in your fucking retarded fucking ruling that polygamy is protected under an individual's first amendment rights to freedom of religion, have sentenced us to challenges by goat-fuckers flooding the country through our open borders to the south.
It isn't just the fundamentalist Mormons who practice polygamy in their religion, you mouth-breathing fuckwit.
May your daughter (should you have one) marry into the harem of a Muslim man who believes in the gentle corrections dictated by Shari'a law, without knowing what she's getting into. And may you realize, at that moment, that it's your own fucking fault for the fucking stupid legal decision you made that opened the door for it.
It isn't just the fundamentalist Mormons who practice polygamy in their religion, you mouth-breathing fuckwit.
May your daughter (should you have one) marry into the harem of a Muslim man who believes in the gentle corrections dictated by Shari'a law, without knowing what she's getting into. And may you realize, at that moment, that it's your own fucking fault for the fucking stupid legal decision you made that opened the door for it.
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