March 2007 Edition

Ok, so what's the deal? Not a single person responded with "cool, sounds like a perfect match" when told. Instead I've gotten everything from hysterical laughter to "No, really, why DO you have that psychology textbook?" Well, regardless, I am endorsed to teach psychology, and the counselors did want to offer it next year and there seems to be enough interest that I'm going to be teaching it. It's the first time I've taught it, but I'm kinda looking forward to it. So next year I'm going to be teaching Psychology and Math half time and doing the STS computer thing the rest of the time at Granite High, so I'll be in just one place rather than going between 3 places like this year. It's gonna be a great year.......

So Danny sends me this picture with the caption "Guess I didn't realize how much pizza got into my blood." (For those of you who don't get the joke - Danny worked at the pizza place for at least a decade, and recently has started working there part time again and the picture is of his son. Get it? Pizza's in his blood - passed on to his son, who is making a pizza. Get it?)

Newly added videos : SNL : Micheal Vic - Really? : Canadian Idol : How to get a soccer partner : So, you hate your job? : How to deal with an annoying co-worker :Trunk Monkey 1, 2, 3 & 4 + Lucky 1, 2, 3 & 4 + Awesome Parking 1, 2 & 3 : Police Answering Maching : TSA Announcement .

And don't forget to check out the list of "Worlds Thinnest Books" that Lisa sent me......Click

We all know that driving drunk is asinine. And I, for one, beleive the studies that show talking on the cell phone while driving is just as bad. Put them both together and what do you get? You get a douchebag that runs a red light at 2100 So and 1300 East at 2:00 in the morning and kills a poor 19 year old girl. I worked the day shift at Chevron today and heard all about it from a cop that came in for coffee (no, he didn't buy any donuts). The graveyard guy claims to have seen the whole thing. Traumatized him. Ahh, that's a whole other can of worms. Point is, if you're going to go out and get drunk, call a cab. Especially since last night was St.Patricks day and the cab companies were giving free rides home. And AAA would even tow your car home for you. Duh, it's a no brainer.

Hope you all had a safe and fun St. Patricks day........

It's 6:00 at night, the Simpson's are just coming on and the thermostat says it's 75 degrees in the house. Considering the heat is off, and the swamp cooler is blowing air through the house, that means it's nice and warm out there. 73 according to the news, 76 according to my house (the thermostat is right below the swamp cooler). And the news said there was a snow storm wreaking havoc on traffic on the east coast. Man, I love this weather. Had the convertible out today, opened up the house and even washed the windows. Well, rinsed them off.

Oh, by the way, did anyone see winter this year? I didn't.......

Looks like Josh is going to be a major photographer. Remember all those pictures he took up at the land with my camera? (click here if you don't). So, seems that he now has his own camera and here is a picture he took of Kinley :

True Friendship" (With none of that Sissy Crap!!!!)
Are you tired of those sissy "friendship" poems that always sound good, but never actually come close to reality?

Well, her e is a series of promises that actually speak of true friendship.
You will see no cutesy little smiley faces on this card- just the stone cold truth of our friendship.

Ok, so I thought about suing for infringing on my idea, but then it occurred to me that blogging really wasn't my original idea anyways. So, instead I'll just let you know that Amy has a blog for her and Jeff and the kids. Been there and it's pretty cool, loved the song by Pink. So, if you don't get enough Rossi here, click this and get some more..... Um, just remember to come back once in a while, ok? If you ever need to find it later, just click on "Family Pages" and then "Jeff & Amy". It'll be there forever.

It's been a busy week. School, Chevron, parent-teacher conferences and then the UCET (Utah Coalition for Educational Technologies) conference on friday and saturday. As busy as it was, it was a wholly miserable week. Spent most of the P/T conference time talking with other teachers, I only had 5 or 6 parents show up. And learned a lot of stuff at the UCET conference. The keynote speaker was talking about technology and how it is getting, and our society is expecting it to be, more portable every day. He showed us a jacket at M.I.T. that has an entire computer in it, keyboard (sorta) in the cuffs, speakers in the lapels, the whole shabang. He showed us how technology is already becoming and will further become part of out fashion. You know how you extend your thumb and pinky fingers, put them up to your mouth and ears to signal for someone to call you later? We saw a cell phone that was just a couple of rings. The one that is the speaker goes on your thumb, the microphone part goes on your pinky. When your're walking around they just look like a pinky ring and a thumb ring, but when you do the international sign for "call me" they're a functioning phone. The other one I liked was a couple of toe rings, one on the left foot, the other on the right foot. They are connected to a GPS in your pocket, which you can program your destination on. When you need to turn left, the left ring vibrates and if you need to turn right the right ring vibrates. Of course if you don't get them on the right toes you'll end up going around in circles. I won't bore you all with the stuff that is strictly educational, but for me there was a lot of stuff that was really interesting, and I ran into a few people I haven't seen in a long time.

Googled 'srossi.net' and found out that my site is referenced to on the Sean Hannity web site. In one of the forums they were talking about going across the country in a '72 Ford wagon, and someone linked to a picture I had of my old '72 wagon. I also found out that Patrick made a reference to it in another blog, on Guitar Player Andrew Goldring's web site.

8:00 a.m. Dog food! My favorite thing!

9:30 am A car ride! My favorite thing!

9:40 am A walk in the park! My favorite thing!

10:30 am Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!

1:00 PM Played in the yard! My favorite thing!

3:00 PM Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!

5:00 PM Milk bones! My favorite thing!

7:00 PM Got to play ball! My favorite thing!

8:00 PM Wow! Watched TV with my master! My favorite thing!

11:00 PM Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

Day 683 of my captivity: My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the floor. To day I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. The audacity! There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage. Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released --and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded! The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. The captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe....... for now...