Sunday, April 30, 2006

Spring Cleaning Part 2

So we finally got around to cleaning the entire house - though not a bright, sunny spring day, on a cold, wet, and windy one. It started last night when a 2 pound bag of rice exploded on the kitchen floor while I was attempting to dump it into out rice container. This necessitated the complete cleaning of all counters and floor since, like an idiot, I walked around with a leaking bag of rice for a few seconds while deciding what to do. So once I got started - I... just......couldn't.........stop............

Okay so I went overboard - but it was all in the name of cleaning. I cleaned under the counters, under the table, under the cooktop - did you know that you could clean under the cooktop on a gas stove? You lift up the white ceramic top and it pops up like a car hood. Did you also know that the filth of human existence subsists under there? In addition I found out that not only does the cook top lift - the burners can also be removed for easier cleaning! After that I progressed to the most pointless point of cleaning - the top of the refrigerator. For being the holder of wine bottles and onions I have no earthly clue how that place got so earthly dirty!

The cleaning continued today with the mass overhaul of the rest of our house. Today I went on a vacuuming binge. I vacuumed every surface covered in fabric - literally. I even vacuumed the backside of the sofa - the side against the wall! I think it's genetic though. My mom vacuums almost everyday - she literally starts having a stress fit if she doesn't have time or is prevented in some way from vacuuming. I remember walking into my grandmother's house and she'd be doing dishes or scrubbing the floor or vacuuming in her bra and shorts.

I think I'll keep it to myself if I get that bad.

Saturday, April 29, 2006

Prom 2006

So I did something tonight that I thought I'd never do again - I went to Prom. As a teacher of seniors I was hounded by half the Student Senate to be a chaperone for the junior-senior Prom held tonight.

Gene and I signed up for the early time slot 9-10:30 and we stayed until 11:00 just for fun. I realised that the sole reason people volunteer to be Prom chaperones is either:
a) to look and comment on the either i) pretty princess or glam dresses that they wish they could still wear or ii) skanky hoe dresses that reveal more skin than they cover up
b) suck up to the administration because they want a raise or better class load
c) catch up on the high school gossip they missed out on while actually teaching
or
d) they actually like the kids

There are far fewer of category d than there should be. As for me it was a combo of categories a & d. It was nice to see all the girls looking like princesses or goddesses and all the guys looking sharp in suits - for about an hour. Then the gangsta rap started...

Why DJs insist on playing music that consists of either people screaming or swearing every other word is beyond me. Does any actually dancing go on at Prom? Yes, actually in the first 15 minutes they DJ played two swing songs that could actually be danced to, then...nothing. In the two hours I was there I counted - three slow dances. The majority of the music was songs popular when we were in junior high. Ice T or Ice Cube or Icey McIceums (I could never tell the difference between any popular music) was the predominant musician being played - it was scary. As we left they were playing Time Warp from Rocky Horror Pictureshow - it was...interesting.

I must say that all the girls did look lovely - even the ones wearing next to nothing. I will say though that it was blantantly obvious that there girls new nothign about wearing heels or formal dresses. Most walked like they had just come in from the fields or held their dresses clenched so tightly in their hands you'd swear they were afraid it was going to walk away on its own! the exceptions of course being my drama girls who know how to carry themselves and how to walk in worse.

All in all I'm glad we chaperoned Prom. I was able to see my students as the true ladies and gentlemen they could (and hopefully someday will) be. So Prom 2006 - you're a good thing. :)

Friday, April 28, 2006

Why I love The Onion

Scholars Discover 23 Blank Pages That May As Well Be Lost Samuel Beckett Play

PARIS—Just weeks after the centennial of the birth of pioneering minimalist playwright Samuel Beckett, archivists analyzing papers from his Paris estate uncovered a small stack of blank paper that scholars are calling "the latest example of the late Irish-born writer's genius."

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O'Donoghue shows off what could easily be the play's whimsically tragic opening scene.

The 23 blank pages, which literary experts presume is a two-act play composed sometime between 1973 and 1975, are already being heralded as one of the most ambitious works by the Nobel Prize-winning author of Waiting For Godot, and a natural progression from his earlier works, including 1969's Breath, a 30-second play with no characters, and 1972's Not I, in which the only illuminated part of the stage is a floating mouth.

"In what was surely a conscious decision by Mr. Beckett, the white, uniform, non-ruled pages, which symbolize the starkness and emptiness of life, were left unbound, unmarked, and untouched," said Trinity College professor of Irish literature Fintan O'Donoghue. "And, as if to further exemplify the anonymity and facelessness of 20th-century man, they were found, of all places, between other sheets of paper."

"I can only conclude that we have stumbled upon something quite remarkable," O'Donoghue added.

According to literary critic Eric Matheson, who praised the work for "the bare-bones structure and bleak repetition of what can only be described as 'nothingness,'" the play represents somewhat of a departure from the works of Beckett's "middle period." But, he said, it "might as well be Samuel Beckett at his finest."

"It does feature certain classic Beckett elements, such as sparse stage directions, a mysterious quality of anonymity, a slow building of tension with no promise of relief, and an austere portrayal of the human condition," Matheson said. "But Beckett's traditional intimation of an unrelenting will to live, the possibility of escape from the vacuous indifference that surrounds us—that's missing. Were that his vision, I suspect he would have used perforated paper."

Scholars theorize that the 23-page play might have been intended to be titled Five Conversations, Entropolis, or Stop.

In addition, an 81-page document, also blank, was found, which, for all intents and purposes, could be an earlier draft of the work.

"I suspect this was a nascent stream-of-consciousness attempt," O'Donoghue said of the blank sheets of paper, which were found scattered among Beckett's personal effects and took a Beckett scholar four painstaking days to put into the correct order. "In his final version, Beckett used his trademark style of 'paring down' to really get at the core of what he was trying to not say."

Some historians, however, contend that the play could have been the work of one of Beckett's protégés.

"Even though the central theme and wicked sense of humor of this piece would lead one to believe that this could conceivably be a vintage Beckett play, in reality, it could just as easily have been the product of [Beckett's close friend] Rick Cluchey," biographer Neal Gleason said. "And if it was Beckett, it's not outside the realm of possibility that, given his sharp wit, it was just intended as a joke. If Beckett were alive today, he might insist that it's not even a play at all. It could be a novella, or a screenplay."

Enthusiasts still maintain that the "nuances, subtleties, and allusions to his previous works" are all unmistakably Beckett. They also claim to have found notes and ideas for this play in the margins of Beckett's earlier works.

There are already plans to stage the play during the intermission of an upcoming production of Waiting For Godot.

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Cyclone in the Future?

Well the hunt for a grad school and grad school summer classes continues. I received replies from UMN and U of IA - both of which basically told me to go to hell, though in different ways.

UMN said it in two sentences - "We don't take part-time grad. students regularly. It seems that you wouldn't fit into our program and would be better off at a different school." This from an email requesting information! Well to hell with you too UMN!!

The U of IA was slightly nicer stating that they had a "very small program that didn't lead itself to part-time status" - which I knew. However, they did politely suggest that I could take a few courses as a nondegree student and that they might apply to another university. They also suggested I contact ISU since their program was more geared to teachers and more easily accomodated part-time students.

I expected that grad schools would be somewhat eliteist, but UMN doesn't really have THAT great of a program to be so snotty. Perhaps I'm just reacting out of injured pride...hm. I guess I didn't really have any oen expectation about getting into grad school - except that it is difficult. I guess I did expect them to be a bit nicer.

How were you all treated on inquiring, applying, and corresponding with grad schools? Is this pretty par for the course?

Monday, April 17, 2006

Grad School Part 2

Okay - those of you who have made it into grad school - I need help. I started researching the U of IA, U of MN, and UNI. I won't be able to enter grad school full time since I still need to teach full time. Are there any part-time grad students in your programs? I am looking at doing courses during the summer or online - do they offer these often for grad credit? I am having trouble finding information on courses. How do you guys do it? I've emailed the department heads of these three programs (though UNI is my least favorite choice - doesn't say much does it to have a MA from UNI). I guess I'm getting a bit overwhelmed, and since you have already been through this - HELP!!!

Sunday, April 16, 2006

Grad school?

So in talking with my grandpa today he asked what I was going to be doing over the summer. I replied that I was probably going to get a job. He asked why I wasn't taking classes over the summer as though I was slacking around merely earning money to pay down student loans and credit cards. He was completely dumbfounded that money was the only reason I wasn't taking courses towards my grad degree. I then became equally dumbfounded when he basically offered to pay for any courses I took this summer towards my grad degree!! I'm supposed to research how much it would cost to take a course or two this summer from the U of MN or U of IA. So a MA in English here I come!!!

Sunday, April 09, 2006

Easter

Mary Beth! Mary Beth! Where are you?

My mother informed me that Mary Beth was traveling to Des Moines to visit us for Easter! Except, no one has heard from Mary Beth since... Well, I still have to plan a meal for everyone since I guess I am the appointed planner - maybe it's because I'm the only one without kids. Although Grandma and Mom don't really have kids that they take care of on a day-to-day basis. I think it's because I'm the youngest...also because I'm the only one who likes planning. :)

So we have to have:

Baked yams - yuk!
Leg of lamb - says Grandma
Smoked turkey - says Grandpa
Mashed potates - says Aunt Dana
Veggie tray - says Mom
Waldorf salad - says Bob
Peach-Blackberry pie - says Gene
White Chocolate-Raspberry Trifle - says Alica
Deviled eggs - says ME and what celebration would complete without them? and hey, it's Easter for crying out loud!


So, what are traditional dishes for your family? Gene's family always has the same thing. Do your fams?



Spring Cleaning

By the small miracles that occasionally happen in the MidWest, today was the most beautiful day since...well probably since early last fall. It was warm, sunny - everything a moody, allergy-ridden Midwesterner craves in the Spring. It was in short - the signal that Spring was here. As everyone, well, at least as every daughter knows, the first signal of Spring means that the ritual of spring cleaning must begin. Even though I have been out of my mother's house for nearly 6 years now, I still felt the urge to open all the windows, do all the laundry, hang things up to dry, vacuum all the carpets, shake out all the rugs, wash all the windows, dust all the furniture, and basically devote myself (and by proxy Gene) to the all day task of spring cleaning. It was to be a beautiful day of music, spring breezes, lemon scented cleaner, and good old-fashioned work culminating in a beautiful house looking like a page from a women's magazine with Gene and I sitting in our gorgeous living room sipping a nicely chilled white wine.

well...

I had forgotten that I had offered to help make costumes for the children's theatre production of Aladin, Jr. So gone were my hopes of blissfully cleaning all day - three harem girl costumes awaited me - sigh. Well, at least Gene could get laundry done.

right...

Costumes that aren't designed to have a lining - SHOULD NOT HAVE LININGS! It took me two hours of trying to figure out how to turn the bloody things right side out - I never did. So. Gene abandoned the cleaning to help me figure it out. It took 4 more hours and 6 phone calls to my mother. We never figured it out properly; but, nevertheless, three tops and six pairs of pants we made. Now the pants and thier linings must be put together - work for another day.

And the Spring cleaning you ask? A task for another beautiful weekend. :)