I'm going to dream about grading tonight.

Damn it.

Plowed through every single paper tonight. These students...I tell ya. A lot of them have problems.

The ones I fear most are the ones I have to tell that their papers are not on topic at all. Or even close. The topic was "disillusionment." Apparently, they never encountered the word before. Or a dictionary. Or the Internet. Or the directions on the assignment sheet.

I mean, Jeez.

I was lamenting inwardly and my supplemental instructor came up to me and advised: "Do you want to know a trick that I use? It came from Pill Boy [another instructor]. He said, 'Just imagine that they are all retarded, really and profoundly incapable of doing anything without lots of help. That way, you aren't disappointed when they fuck up, and when they do something well (or not so badly), it's a bonus.'"

That makes a lot of sense, in a depressingly zen-like way.

I only have the vaguest sense of what I will be doing in class tomorrow. I don't know if I should correct sentences on the board or not. Any activity that you need to turn your back to the students to do is fraught with danger.

Anyway, I wanted to so a little critique of OneNewsNow, the intellectual septic tank that it is. (You would have thought that I had enough shitty thinking already tonight, but I guzzle that it by the bucket, apparently.) But, alas, I have more feedback to give these students. Don't have the strength.

I have another podcast ready to go, but idiot Clickcaster has been down for a good part of a week. Damn it. I am already scanning the Internet evangelists for future shows. There is some hateful shit out there this week. I don't know how I want to do Daubenmire this week, in writing or via podcast. It's pretty bad. He's such an unpleasant moron.

Meanwhile, my roommate's Siamese is insisting very loudly that I kick it hard in the head. I'm getting there.

I apologize for posting so irregularly lately. Strange few weeks.

Here, kitty, kitty...

HJ