Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Observations.

I'm not super coherent right now (it's summer and I still procrastinate until the night my paper is due to write it... tsk tsk) due to lack of sleep and a lot of time spent around children, LEGOs and stars so I figured I'd let you in on some of my observations over the past few days. Enjoy!

Love your life.
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If the guy sitting across from me in B-ski's isn't dating or married to the lady he's with, he should be, with the way he looks at her. Good sir, you are in love, in case you hadn't noticed.
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The best sound in the world is the sound that kids make when the lights go down in the planetarium dome and the stars come up. Happy wonder and amazement. Favorite.
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There's an artificial ring around Earth... of satellites and space debris. We would be the planet with the trashy ring.
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Dear Boy, I have decided that this song describes our nonexistent relationship.
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Dear Future Boy, I have decided that It Ain't Over will describe our relationship.
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First public show tomorrow, first public show tomorrow, first public show- what do you mean, my laser pointer technique needs work? What am I supposed to do, sit around in the theater and practice drawing circles on the ceiling? And get paid for it? ... I love my life.
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Brown hair really stands out on white legs. I really have to shave.
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Tiberius- what an awesome name for a dog.
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The entire point of my story about my camper tackling me during Park Ranger is to point out the fact that children can be the sweetest things- the game stopped on the dime after I hit the dirt and several of my campers rushed to my side, picking up my water bottle and sunglasses and helping me up. Too bad I missed out on telling that part to my boss, who now thinks I'm complaining about being beat up by a 4th grader.
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I want God to be wasteful too. 
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If one of your campers shares your boss's boss's last name, chances are you should check on that before he walks up with your boss's boss while you're trying to subdue a munchkin uprising over whether an octopus can really predict the outcome of the world cup.(I cheered for Spain the whole way. Now if only I had made bets on that, I wouldn't have to worry about my job security.)
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I never knew air could be so solid before. Should you have to feel like you're pushing and invisible wall as you walk outside? A solid, invisible, sweat-creating wall.
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My education class wasn't entirely useless- I was reminded of tricky situations that you should be aware of too: http://www.cnn.com/2010/US/07/19/ncschools.resegregation.rally/
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I have never worked so hard to build a poorly functioning trebuchet than I did today, after my camper said, "This'll be my fifth failure this week!" No, young sir, you are not going to fail this time, even if I have to make an oddly shaped contraption out of your base and hold it in place as it swings wildly, almost nailing your fellow builder in the head with a tiny LEGO connector piece that I couldn't find later.
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You're talking to me! You're talking to me! You're talking to me! And... now you're gone.
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I desperately wish you'd never leave.
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I talk about raptors a lot.
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So do these guys.
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I compulsively sing along to songs I hear that I know.
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You know that the light that hits your eyes from stars is coming from an incredible distance- little photons that have fought the vast emptiness of space to reach you here. The least you can do is look up.
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