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That one kid

You know, that one kid…

It seems that kids never change, it’s the adults that do all the changing.  As I walk around the HS peering at the students I can’t help but notice how the kids are the same at every school, and have been (thinking back a LONG way to my HS years) for ever most likely.

Without sounding like a Breakfast Club review here goes my perceptions of our youth:

the “Nerd”  - this guy probably walks duck-footed, shuffling his feet from class to class.  He can be found after hours helping a teacher with computer problems or turning in late work (not because he couldn’t do it, but because he lost it).

the girl “Jock” - a four sport athlete who may not be the star of any of them, but is a starter in all of them.  She can be found wearing her pj’s or oversized sweat pants the day after a loss (a sign of mourning).

 the dumb “Jock” - a 3 or four sport male athlete, above average in all of them.  This guy struggles in every class and has no interests  in doing well except to stay eligible.  He will do whatever it takes to pass, but that’s all he wants to do, just barely.

the Band “Dork” - band, orchestra, chorus and drama.  Probably does well in every class except gym.  Will be the student asking questions to make sure they get every point possible.

the “Motorhead and or Shophound” - can be identified by their greasy hands and sawdust infested hair.  Not real bright, unless they are in the shop, then they can run circles around the smartest of kids.  Most likely to be the guy fixing your car or building you a 3-season porch once they graduate.

the “Tramp” - you all know her, she’s kinda cute, in that trailer park kinda way.  Probably has piercings in scary places and comes to school looking like she had been attacked by a vacuum.  She smokes like a chimney and hangs out with all the older guys.

the “Cheerleader” - not necessarily the gal you might be picturing - they aren’t all long legged blonds in HS.  She could even be pudgy…cute pudgy.  Believes that cheering and dance team are actual sports.  So caught up in the spirit of school, she would do anything to gain popularity.

the “Shooter” - weird, strange, and spooky are all words to decribe him.  The one kid who you never want to set off.  Probably floats between the nerds and the goofballs, as no one else will give them the time of day.

the Country “Girl or Boy” - FFA, ag class, driving to school on a snowmobile or in their trucks.  Big cornfed farm kids.  Hardest workers in school, just not always on their schoolwork.  If a teacher needs something physical done, these are the kids he/she looks for.  They know how to get the job done, and do it right.

 the “Boozer” - can drink with the best of them.  Often looks like he/she is 6-8 years older than they are and most likely has older siblings and parents who are older.  Probably the life of the party and a real schmoozer elsewhere.

Boomeister

I love cheap beer. Not just inexpensive, but cheap tasting. I love the ‘deer beer’ - Schmidt the most, as my basement bar becomes a shrine to it. I love the fact that the cheap beers all have nicknames, to make it easier to remember their wonderful cheap taste when you are focusing on being a drunkard: PBR, Old Stool, OM, Natty Lite, the Beast, Stones, etc. I am sure I am forgetting some obvious ones, send them along and I will post them later.

The reason I bring this all up is this past weekend while tailgating for the ISU Cyclones, an interesting quote was procured. A neighbor of my buddy Brad was in need of a place to stash his stumbling girlfriend. She was in the blotto stage, he had to carry her to our bus, to let her sleep (think: pass-out) off her drunkeness. He noticed someone was drinking a fine cheap beer, Hamms…Hamms Premium to be exact. As we return, he says; “I saw the Hamms in there, I figured it took a pretty big man to be drinking Hamms Premium…looks like I was right…

To help out those who are missing the joke here I am only 5′4″ - and a half.

Well…let me have it!

What do you think?  I have given up a little control in some areas to gain control in others.  I am pretty pleased with what I have right now.  If you have any suggestions let me know.

Foo-Foo

Obviously I need to change the appearance of this ’site’ so it looks less wussy.  Give it time.  Until then, just pretend you are somewhere else, and you can wonder why someone would write this crazy shit.

New Venue. New Toys.

Well, I have made the move.  From Blogger to WordPress.  So far so good.  I like the added features and I hope you will too.  This will  enable me to catagorize and hopefully spur me on to write more.  Let me know what you think.

Some of the old posts made it, but trying to move 259 posts was a bit daunting for WP apparently as only 37 made it here.  It appears that only one post for each month decided to come with me.   I just decided to delete them. 

The old address is still up, but won’t be used for any new posts.

Wow…March 26th - last post……

So I re-start the blog after several months. I haven’t died, nor quit, I have just been busy. As some of you know, Spring is track season and it encompasses much of my time. Also during that period, I had applied for and finally got a new job at a new school. This summer was spent working on my house, playing with my daughter, and preparing for the new job.

I am no longer a biology teacher technically. I am now the coordinator of a program for at risk youth. On some levels it allows me more time, on other levels I am busier.

With all that being said, I have decided to start typing again. It is actually kind of a scary thought. But I also find myself eager to share my koo-koo brain. Ha! when was the last time you heard anyone say koo-koo? I am such a dork. maybe it’s because I don’t know what to write?