

This was a public school and they tolerated this shit?
Sweet Jesus the standards have fallen.
Is it the parents, school board and administration or a combination of all 3?


This was a public school and they tolerated this shit?
Sweet Jesus the standards have fallen.
Is it the parents, school board and administration or a combination of all 3?


The fine motor control that comes of handwriting is critical if he likes to tinker or discovers any sort of work/hobby that requires manual dexterity.
Keep pushing on that, also, get a book on how to print like you’re writing the dialogue in a comic book or how to print like an architect making a blueprint. If he can work out the shapes and spacing, he can develop his own legible style in time and move on to a fusion-style cursive with those print shapes… It realy does make a difference in note-taking.
My dad was a design draftsman and taught me how to do that block print that I’d see on blueprints, and I have a super easy to read cursive based on that now.


… it’s a problem that’s arisen because class sizes are out of control …
If I may ask, just how large are the classes today?
For reference, in 1980, my 10th grade English class (Mrs. Chase, she was awesome) had 36 students.
That was average for my school at the time.
The BIG classes like general US History (taught by Mr. Conway, who was wildly popular) had 40+ kids.
Mr Conway also kept a real honest to goodness stocks in his class room, so anyone that misbehaved had two options… into the stocks for the class or off to the assistant Vice Prinicpal’s office and spend a day in ISS. (in school suspension)
There would ALWAYS be one jackass Junior in each class that would opt for the stocks, at the start of every year and then NO one EVER caused a beef in Mr. Conway’s classes - or really ANY of the government studies (US History, Civics, Social Studies) deparement classes… Hearing about who chose the stocks and the rumors usually scared the underclassmen shitless, so they rarely ever piped up… except for the really stupid smartasses that always tried to test how far they could go…


God, I hope so…
I get them from ebay. If you sort by lowest price + shipping first, you can pick up tons of music you’re looking for on the cheap. Just gotta be consistent in searching, as listings come and go all the time.
Drag and drop’s gonna be your best bet. Use whatever phone ap to build playlists the like and sort it that way.
Fuck yeah… I so would buy this.


How to think… yeah… hmmm…
Adulting is hard… BUT, if you can sort the basics - cooking your own healthy food (the biggest thing), staying in shape, (get a solid night’s sleep!) having good friends in your social swirl, a job you can tolerate and finding a decent place to live that you can manage and afford… the rest falls into place.


Love… I’m armed.
I just don’t advertise or agitate because of it.
Homegirl is not MAGA.


Nice distraction from the stories in the EPSTEIN FILES!


Good God… why?
Just buy me a dinner, no need to go all scat-fetish happy first. LOL!
I honestly think - as the room is at the back of a shop and the exit to the parking lot is right there - that they left that evening and saw it and were just too embarassed to deal with it.


The person whom I think dropped those quite healthy deuces, felt awful about the poopsplosion and happened to be in town a few nights later, and bought me a dinner… Out of the blue?
Hmmm.
Thank you.


In religiously paternalistic Texas, killing one’s own children is a God-given biblical right.


You’re dealing, in the case of the Taliban, with a people that were devoutly religious, and living in extreme conditions of hardship, poverty and depravation well before the Soviets rolled into that country. Their lives alone, made them capable of out stubborning western militaries.
Americans by and large aren’t used to such marginal modes of living… we’re not, at all.
Guerilla warfare won’t have any lasting power.
Americans want their comforts, their internets, their cell phones… We are a bourgeois country and that won’t change until we go into another Great Depression… now THAT could set the revolutionary foxes into the social henhouse - but it needs to come from disastrous policies made by the people at the top, so they bear all the blame.
That will get political winds blowing in a different direction.


Noooo guns. Guns gets the military involved. You and I will not win once that bridge is crossed. It will give Trump and the fascists an excuse to declare Martial Law and turn us into a real police state.
While it’s romantic and fun to imagine going all Punisher on the chuds in ICE, that’s not a real end game you want to aim for.
I WAS paying attention in History class. We’re not in the 18th century anymore, so the notion that anything will be changed with violence… is rather… well… Lemme just leave you with the thought that what can come down will crimp almost every aspect of our lives in ways you definitely will not like and it will start with the internet and phone.
(also, do pay mind to who’s got the access to heavy gauge fully automatic firearms, and who does not.)


That’s a delightful ladybug. I have one that’s got a picture of a bandage on it…
Oh, I recognize that ‘script!’ Just like my younger brother’s when we were kids.
I like that you’re getting sneaky with it. The thing with the comic book lettering or the architectural stuff is that it is all capitals. Is a good start for just getting the shapes down and the basics are of course squares.
My younger brother was an emergency C-section and he came out fully purple as the umbilical cord had wrapped around his neck and was choking him…
Ended up with impared development due to lack of oxygen and he was diagnosed on the Autism spectrum - used to be called Aspergers… He would literally sit on a pillow on the floor and rock back and forth for hours and God save you if you touched him. He’d freak out. Too much stimulus. When he was still an infant, folks had to feed him by leaning him back and putting a small throw pillow on his belly and propping his bottle on that.
Touch was too much.
Dad taught him to write with the architectural lettering and he’s now in his late 50’s and has a beautiful script.
It takes time and it’s just a matter of finding something the kid can latch on to and be excited by. Brother loved Star Trek and sci-fi in general so we ran with that.
Part of his adult education classes he was taking a few years ago involved writing a page of whatever he wanted… So he wrote a short science fiction story - as he put it - more of a part of a chapter of a story he’d had in his head… It was quite well written!
I told him he should keep at it once the class was over. Instead he decided to focus on cooking afterwards. Who’da thought?
He’s a fantastic cook, eats better than I do - is all organic and whole foods. So funny how we all turned out.