James's Strange Eons

Tuesdays rock. I take this one kid to the pool from 9:00 until about 12:00. Then, I come back, help out with lunch, monitor recess, then I'm off to the 4-5th graders for Boys' Group. Then I come back to class and help them get ready to go home. Tuesdays rock. James.

The Big Man Says Up Yours.

I've agreed to guest direct a NERO event in the end of September. I'd been half-heartedly thinking about it, but recent events have really gotten me stoked for it. I recently went to a bachelor party for a buddy of mine, and some of his out-of-town friends told me that they were excited by the prospect of me and my brothers guest directing an event. Turns out, from our short stint running games for Aldra in NERO NH, we have a bit of a cult following amongst NERO players. Flattering? You betcha. And there's nothing like flattery to get my creative juices flowing. I have two big dreams in my life. One, to be a published author. Two, to run my own LARP. To that end, I've been writing and developing a world and game system for my own use. It's called, predictibly, Strange Eons. My idea, as it stands at this point, is to use the NERO event as a sort of free advertising for my game and world. NERO gets an interesting weekend, and I get to start a little cult fol

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So here's my thing. There's this kid I work with...don't know how deep into details I can get without confidentiality stuff getting busted, but we'll call him K. K.'s a tough kid. He's developmentally delayed, was born drug addicted, and has had a straight-up shitty life, right along with getting adopted by a couple that promptly divorced after alleged sexual molestation. This kid has issues. He's a sweet kid, but he was kinda my nemisis for a long time. I'm a Teaching Assistant, but what I really do is Kid Wrestle. When children become assaultive, destructive, or dangerous, I restrain the kid, bring him to a time-out room, and restrain him if the dangerous behavior continues. It's not a part of my job I like, but for a long time I thought it was all my job was going to be about. I thought that because of K. The kid would flip out about anything. His shoes, his work, his desk, anything and he would be flipping over desks, throwing things, and

It's funny how disconnected you can feel when you loose the internet for even a few weeks. It's not like I really missed anything, but I missed that feeling of connectivity, like I was plugged in to something, even if it wasn't anything important. Anyway, by using a combination of two different anti-adware programs and some anti-virus software, I'm starting to feel like master of my own cyber-domain again, which is nice. Now it's time to get back to doing things again...writing and the like. Later.

So my home computer kinda blew up. Viruses all over the place. So, I'm kinda off-line, and doing updates via work right now. (Don't tell anyone...) I'm off for a "Pencil" right now with some teachers. "Pencil" is our inuendo for "Beer" when we're talking around students about our "Friday Afternoon Staff Development Meetings.". Off we go! James.