Saturday, April 05, 2008

Then till now

Thursday morning I had a lovely walk around the Big Easy. Blisters to prove it. It was warm, it was humid, it was breezy. Had a nice lunch, some beignets, a cafe ole, and took pictures of a statue of Andrew Jackson. Relaxed, easy, and pleasant. Got back to my hotel just in time to take a quick cab ride to the airport.

Thursday afternoon and night's flight back from the Big Easy was relatively simple, but the little commuter plane I took from Big Western City to High Plains City was delayed for about an hour. That put me well after bedtime getting home -- which was just as well, since Footslogger had gone to sleep early.

Friday morning I did make it into the office, got a bit of work done, and met with an advisee. This same advisee had stopped by the week before to make an appointment, and I noticed then the SSSTTTTTRRRRROOOOOONNNNNGGGGGG odor of pot hanging around him. I didn't say anything at the time, but decided I needed to, just for his own sake. So on Friday when he showed up, I mentioned that I had noticed a strong odor of pot hanging around him twice (because it was present again for our advising meeting).

"I don't know if you smoke pot or cigarettes, or live with someone who does. But you need to be aware that any run-ins you have with the law will have serious consequences for your student teaching placement, your possibility of eventually being certified to teach, and your progress through this teacher education program. I'm not judging you, but I think it is my responsibility to let you know about the consequences for this stuff."

"I know, I know," he said. "I'm a smoker. I'll be careful."

I add this experience to my response last week to the student who enrolled in my online class and then said he/she would have to miss two weeks of it, and would she/he be able to make it work? My response: "Missing two weeks of an 11-week class is a sure way to fail it."

Ooh, I'm getting ballsy here, folks. (said with sarcasm)

I also tried Friday to do the picture meme that's making its way around, but I got so frustrated with the formatting issues I was having that I just deleted the damn thing. I might give it another try tomorrow.


Brigindo said...

glad you're back. the big easy is a lot of fun but being home is better (in my book). please do try the photo meme again, it's a lot of fun.

Belle said...

Why do we say ballsy? Would it be boobsy for women?

He's smoking that much... do we want him driving???

Brigindo said...

I kind of like boobsy

Dr. Bad Ass said...

Boobsy it is.