There's a Way, Everybody Says, to Each and Every Little Thing
It is so hot, man. I'm in my room with the AC on, and this makes me feel so, so bad. Cuz I really don't like to waste electricity this way, but Tobey, Jimmy, Greshelinkins, and me -- we're all hot and sunk. So, AC it is, for a bit.
Today, I worked really hard at Montessori. So many boxes to move, dirt to move, desks and papers to move, and everything topsy-turvy. I almost didn't go. But, when I walk in I'm glad I did. Seems the Commitee were discussing my replacement -- the girl coming to teach English in my place. Well, seems she's not working out. She's never been to any meetings or reunions. Heck, I've gone to those, and I'm not the teacher. Well. She got fired. Right then and there, and they asked me to teach until I leave for England. So, now I have a full-time job. Wow. Like, I have an entire day full of work, and after school, it seems, as well. I'm getting paid, too, so wow. I am so... pleased. They kept joking, but with seriousness in their eyes and a bit of sadness, that I'm going to stay forever. Awww. That was so sweet.
So. I've got a job. Hurray, me.
I also have a date, tonight. His name is Braulio, and he came to put up the windows of the school with his associate and friend, El Plenero. Don't imagine two idiots here, but guys my age. Well, turns out Tiffani, the new teacher, likes Braulio, but she can't talk Spanish, so I head on out there and tell her to come, so I can translate and she can get to know him and stuff, and he ends up, well, talking to me, while we moved shelves and built book stans and organized everything into shape. Yaiiks! He aksed me if I wanted to eat with him at Longhorn's, and I said yes. Doesn't hurt, now does it? He seems like a nice dude. He's got a nice face and a nice voice, and he's not into rap, which rocks. He's into folk music, so that made my day. Plus, he never once called me "mami" or "mama" so that wins a few points with me. Give that guy a Klondike bar.
Ok, for this next part you may need a hard hat. Or you might feel like you need one. After reading this next part, you might never write or speak to me again. Warned.
I like The Bee Gees. Ok, more to the point I like Robin. Yes, That Bee Gee. Now, I know that most people get stoned to death for daring to say they like the Bee Gees. To be honest, them folks don't know what the Bee Gees are all about. I've been trying to listen to their music, and I've discovered that half of their career has nothing to do with the "Night Fever" music, they made. Most of their music is folkish and popish, closer to The Beatles, and not disco at all. This is not to say that their 'disco' material isn't any good, because it is. In fact, you'd be amazed to know that the band didn't even know about disco (didn't really exist) until after them songs were popularized, and that the falsetto Barry employs didn't happen at all in many, many songs. Heh. My mate Rick, although he might hide it today, will be the first to admit that he loves "Tragedy" and "Shadow Dancing." Heck, I've loved that 'Saturday Night Fever' album since I was a kid. But, you know how it is: most folk think only hip and cool music is any good. To them, that's Nirvana or Coldplay. Not that those groups aren't cool. I love them heaps, too. My point is, that not only hip bands are good. But, there must be something incredible about them Bee Gees, because they're one of the most popular selling bands of all time, along with the Beatles, Zeppelin, and Elvis. Heh. I know some one who was a bit annoyed that a band like Def Leppard could be one of the most album-selling bands of all time. Man!
So, yeah, I like them Bee Gees. Yep, I think the white-shinny clothes they wore in their golden age is silly. Yep, I dislike Barry's hair. Always have. Yep, Robin looks scared and lost. Yep, Maurice does look like a hippy Bonzo and a hairy Phil Collen, and yep their teeth could be perfect for Colgate commercials. But, the songs are nice and the melodies are cool, and once you get to read about them, you realize they were pretty Ok dudes. Cool brothers, and family guys. I mean, I'd imagined that Barry was a lady killer, but I've been a bit shocked to learn he wasn't a party-animal. Heh. I mean, not that he was a saint! I, too, would love to believe, for example, that Robert Plant didn't cheat on his lovely Maureen -- but, guys will be guys. And guys cheat. Heh. I also expected him to be snotty and crazy, and discovered the messed up one was Robin more than Barry. Well, from what one reads. In the whole, they seem to be pretty normal dudes. Apparently, they put a lot of love in their music and they loved to perform. How can one hate that? With years of music in their belt, one can only admire bands like that.
But, you know? The Bee Gees have a lot of songs that have nothing to do with 'disco' and those songs are even cooler than the songs most people know. I mean, I'll be the first to admit I totally dig "Night Fever" and "More than a Woman." Heck, I went to dig out my copy of the film, from amongst all my old VHS tapes to watch it later. But, there are so cool, folk-rock, pop-rock, British Invasion-style songs those dudes recorded. Love the harmonies. Heard "Gotta Get a Message to You"? That song sounds so Bowie! Oh, and the video? Watch it in YouTube, and you'll see a whole side to them Bee Gees you might dig, too. Oh, and you'll see why I love Robin so much. He is soooo cool! He's the one with the longer hair in the picture and the trembling voice. So, so cool. I realized I had a crush on him when we watched "St. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band" and I wanted to re-watch it. They sounds so cool, that I've come to the conclusion that I dig them Bee Gees. Even if it's unpopular to do so.
So. There.
Now you can stone me to death.
As I escape the stones... I'll also yell out that -- hell, yeah! -- I like Kiss, too!
Today, I worked really hard at Montessori. So many boxes to move, dirt to move, desks and papers to move, and everything topsy-turvy. I almost didn't go. But, when I walk in I'm glad I did. Seems the Commitee were discussing my replacement -- the girl coming to teach English in my place. Well, seems she's not working out. She's never been to any meetings or reunions. Heck, I've gone to those, and I'm not the teacher. Well. She got fired. Right then and there, and they asked me to teach until I leave for England. So, now I have a full-time job. Wow. Like, I have an entire day full of work, and after school, it seems, as well. I'm getting paid, too, so wow. I am so... pleased. They kept joking, but with seriousness in their eyes and a bit of sadness, that I'm going to stay forever. Awww. That was so sweet.
So. I've got a job. Hurray, me.
I also have a date, tonight. His name is Braulio, and he came to put up the windows of the school with his associate and friend, El Plenero. Don't imagine two idiots here, but guys my age. Well, turns out Tiffani, the new teacher, likes Braulio, but she can't talk Spanish, so I head on out there and tell her to come, so I can translate and she can get to know him and stuff, and he ends up, well, talking to me, while we moved shelves and built book stans and organized everything into shape. Yaiiks! He aksed me if I wanted to eat with him at Longhorn's, and I said yes. Doesn't hurt, now does it? He seems like a nice dude. He's got a nice face and a nice voice, and he's not into rap, which rocks. He's into folk music, so that made my day. Plus, he never once called me "mami" or "mama" so that wins a few points with me. Give that guy a Klondike bar.
Ok, for this next part you may need a hard hat. Or you might feel like you need one. After reading this next part, you might never write or speak to me again. Warned.
I like The Bee Gees. Ok, more to the point I like Robin. Yes, That Bee Gee. Now, I know that most people get stoned to death for daring to say they like the Bee Gees. To be honest, them folks don't know what the Bee Gees are all about. I've been trying to listen to their music, and I've discovered that half of their career has nothing to do with the "Night Fever" music, they made. Most of their music is folkish and popish, closer to The Beatles, and not disco at all. This is not to say that their 'disco' material isn't any good, because it is. In fact, you'd be amazed to know that the band didn't even know about disco (didn't really exist) until after them songs were popularized, and that the falsetto Barry employs didn't happen at all in many, many songs. Heh. My mate Rick, although he might hide it today, will be the first to admit that he loves "Tragedy" and "Shadow Dancing." Heck, I've loved that 'Saturday Night Fever' album since I was a kid. But, you know how it is: most folk think only hip and cool music is any good. To them, that's Nirvana or Coldplay. Not that those groups aren't cool. I love them heaps, too. My point is, that not only hip bands are good. But, there must be something incredible about them Bee Gees, because they're one of the most popular selling bands of all time, along with the Beatles, Zeppelin, and Elvis. Heh. I know some one who was a bit annoyed that a band like Def Leppard could be one of the most album-selling bands of all time. Man!
So, yeah, I like them Bee Gees. Yep, I think the white-shinny clothes they wore in their golden age is silly. Yep, I dislike Barry's hair. Always have. Yep, Robin looks scared and lost. Yep, Maurice does look like a hippy Bonzo and a hairy Phil Collen, and yep their teeth could be perfect for Colgate commercials. But, the songs are nice and the melodies are cool, and once you get to read about them, you realize they were pretty Ok dudes. Cool brothers, and family guys. I mean, I'd imagined that Barry was a lady killer, but I've been a bit shocked to learn he wasn't a party-animal. Heh. I mean, not that he was a saint! I, too, would love to believe, for example, that Robert Plant didn't cheat on his lovely Maureen -- but, guys will be guys. And guys cheat. Heh. I also expected him to be snotty and crazy, and discovered the messed up one was Robin more than Barry. Well, from what one reads. In the whole, they seem to be pretty normal dudes. Apparently, they put a lot of love in their music and they loved to perform. How can one hate that? With years of music in their belt, one can only admire bands like that.
But, you know? The Bee Gees have a lot of songs that have nothing to do with 'disco' and those songs are even cooler than the songs most people know. I mean, I'll be the first to admit I totally dig "Night Fever" and "More than a Woman." Heck, I went to dig out my copy of the film, from amongst all my old VHS tapes to watch it later. But, there are so cool, folk-rock, pop-rock, British Invasion-style songs those dudes recorded. Love the harmonies. Heard "Gotta Get a Message to You"? That song sounds so Bowie! Oh, and the video? Watch it in YouTube, and you'll see a whole side to them Bee Gees you might dig, too. Oh, and you'll see why I love Robin so much. He is soooo cool! He's the one with the longer hair in the picture and the trembling voice. So, so cool. I realized I had a crush on him when we watched "St. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band" and I wanted to re-watch it. They sounds so cool, that I've come to the conclusion that I dig them Bee Gees. Even if it's unpopular to do so.
So. There.
Now you can stone me to death.
As I escape the stones... I'll also yell out that -- hell, yeah! -- I like Kiss, too!