RBOLove and Hate

Love:

• that I have tilted with the charming folks at curriculum and only made one awkward suggestion about their math skills
• that I made it through my in-class observation without dropping a single curse-word
• that I'm off to a nearby conference for the weekend
• Blueberry Cobbler ice cream
• the Lose It! iPhone ap (and because the FTC or somesuch say so: no, I'm not sponsored by anyone or getting paid for that): I just hate the gym but this harnesses my own brand of anal-retentiveness, yolks it to my sometimes-love of technology

Hate:

• the gym. But I've said that before.
  
• that males of a certain age think a spray down of Axe equals a shower. As if men's locker rooms didn't start with some disadvantages smell-wise, Axe takes it to a whole new "if they bottled Victorian hooker sweat" sort of level
  
• that I have managed three whole words of writing this term so far. Holy crap, do they love meetings here.

Signs my blog has been successful...

Rather than start today focusing on more serious things, today deserves a little humor. So I present some of the most recent search terms that have brought me readers:

• "atomic stomp"
• "cruisin in my six four"
• "charity prom dress drives"
• "conclusion for country music"

Obviously, this pleases me as it is exactly the high-brow demographic I'm looking for coupled with the focus and clarity that you've come to expect from all things Curmudgeon.