Logical

TEACHER: Maria, go to the map and find North America
MARIA: Here it is.
TEACHER: Correct. Now class, who discovered America ?
CLASS: Maria.
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TEACHER: John, why are you doing your math multiplication on the floor?
JOHN: You told me to do it without using tables.
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TEACHER: Glenn, how do you spell 'crocodile?'
GLENN: 'K-R-O-K-O-D-I-A-L'
TEACHER: No, that's wrong
GLENN: Maybe it is wrong, but you asked me how I spell it.
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TEACHER: Donald, what is the chemical formula for water?
DONALD: H I J K L M N O.
TEACHER: What are you talking about?
DONALD: Yesterday you said it's H to O.
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TEACHER: Winnie, name one important thing we have today that we didn't have ten years ago.
WINNIE: Me!
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TEACHER: Glen, why do you always get so dirty?
GLEN: Well, I'm a lot closer to the ground than you are.
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TEACHER: Sarah, give me a sentence starting with 'I.'
Sarah: I is . . .
TEACHER: No, Sarah . . .. Always say, 'I am.'
Sarah: All right . . . 'I am the ninth letter of the alphabet.'
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TEACHER: George Washington not only chopped down his father's cherry tree, but also admitted it. Now, Louie, do you know why his father didn't punish him?
LOUIS: Because George still had the axe in his hand.
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TEACHER: Now, Simon, tell me frankly, do you say prayers before eating?
SIMON: No sir, I don't have to, my Mom is a good cook.
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TEACHER: Clyde, your composition on 'My Dog' is exactly the same as your brother's. Did you copy his?
CLYDE: No, sir. It's the same dog.
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TEACHER: Harold, what do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?
HAROLD: A teacher

The Prince

a wondrous creature
that starts as a fish…
with newly formed arms
it climbs from the dish…
with forced abdication
it lives for a wish —
that can only be gained
from a well placed kiss…

i wrote this some time ago… i'm not sure it works as a poem… still thinking on it… a riddle maybe… but it does go with the previous post…

Climbing… Illustration Friday

Well, here I am again… just at the buzzer… I think that I have finally gotten on top of all that needed to get done at the Museum. It truly is a great show. Go on… take a look… and if you are in town… stop in… I have an office on the 5th floor.

This little lady has just discovered something new and has climbed out of the soup and is off to see what she can find. I feel the same way right now. After having a nice comfortable place to "live" for the past two-and-a-half-years I am now on to something new… and wonderful… and exciting… AND a bit scary. I know a lot of people are in the same boat right now. Many have lost their jobs. Businesses are cutting away the fat or burning it up in order to stay afloat and I'm not so sure it is ALL bad. It forces us to look at wh we are, where we have been and where we want to go. It also gives us the opportunity to try that "thing" that we always wanted to do. And since I am looking at this from the fishes point of view (cold-blooded) I think many of the companies that are in trouble have gotten too fat and too enslaved to the layers and layers of bureaucracy. How many layers of middle management can a company have without having waste?

Don't get me wrong. I know that there are a lot of people suffering out there. Not only are my thoughts and prayers are with you… I am with you. So pull yourself out of the muck and find that new life. Or if you are in a place to help… reach in and pull someone out. Whatever you do don't stop climbing!

Pale

So… buried again! And the year started out so well! That'll teach me to brag! I had hoped to have more time this week and had started working on this illustration not long after the topic came up but I am STILL slammed at work. Someday Alice, POW, right in the kisser! Oh well, on to the illo!

Our world is a bit sick. He's looking a little pale, isn't he? I do believe most of our ills to be of the imaginary ilk. Not that there aren't way too many people suffering… au contraire! We have far too many real problems – lack of decent work, food and above all, adequate education. We invest far too little in our little people. No, the imaginary part comes because we have way too many reactionary idiots controlling the world's fiscal health. Who didn't think that oil prices were unjustly inflated? The Saudis told us that our own greed was driving up the prices. Or that food was way over priced before the CRASH. How stupid is it that when a wrongly spoken word by just the right person can send our entire economy skidding. And then, just because we took ourselves for a ride so do the Asians and Europeans. Or vice versa.

We live in a world of lemmings. People are dying to jump off the cliff with everyone else. So far, it looks like our new President may just be the doctor that we need and bring some change to our country, if not the whole world. Believe me, I do think Rodney King was a thug, but his words do ring true "Please, we can get along here. We all can get along." And all we need to do is use the brains that God gave us. We need to slow down a bit and try to not be so reactionary and afraid.

Summer in Sanctuary: Hip Hop Historic

Don't miss your chance to catch Al Letson's Summer in Sanctuary live January 29-31 at MOCA. With his star on the rise, you may not have to many more opportunities to catch him here in Jacksonville.