Cold Words

I've been sick all week. Nothing to serious, but it really brings down my spirits. I was riding high for a while there so I guess I needed a reality check. Fairly certain this isn't the swine flu. I don't have a fever yet anyway. I left work early today before lunch and took a three hour nap this afternoon. That was sweet. I'm going to have to catch up on a lot tomorrow and that will be sour. Plus, now I'm a day behind on my news! What silly thing has Cincinnati done now? I won't know! (I refuse to learn on my own time!)

Blogging is all the rage. Screw Twitter. I've already exceeded my Twitter limit three times over and have barely gotten started here. In my mind, Twitter could never be something taken too seriously. I think it might be fun in some regards (I thought of joining to gain some insight into Chad Ochocinco's mind) but other than a quick post telling you to read an actual news article or something, how effective a medium can it be?

I bought the new Breaking Benjamin CD on Tuesday. So far I'm very pleased. Best Buy always has new releases on sale for their first week, so I got this for $10.64 after tax and they also have an exclusive Best Buy deal where it comes with a CD with six of their music videos on it. I haven't even looked at that yet, but I'm curious to see the vid for Polyamorus.

[Blogger is hawt. I accidentally hit back and it saved all this!]

Alex's sister's wedding is this Saturday. I must be healthy! If I can't dance I'll never hear the end of it. Also, not dancing will be less fun than dancing.

I got a letter in the mail today from Data Recognition Corp. This is the company that I worked part time for last Spring/Summer grading standardized tests. They would like my services again for the Autumn. I'm thinking of doing it again. I think it would only be for a month, and this job is the only time I ever find to read books (aside from being stuck on the highway). $11/hr for cake work is hard to beat, even if the work does sometimes demoralize you to the point of preferring a coma to work. It's funny though, because just this week I read an opinion piece in the NY Times (Reading Incomprehension by Todd Farley) about standardized testing by a guy who worked a very similar job fifteen years ago! It was about how the entire thing is subjective and shouldn't be done by part time workers like he or I and should be done by professionals. Some of what he said made sense, but he certainly looked at all the negatives of the people working there. While on the whole he may be right, I think working as a giant team like I did helps the process. Think how many kids would've been scored wrong if I didn't explain to the people that the definition of acceleration is that it is the derivative of velocity. Any problem with the grading system comes from the top and filters through to the bottom. The readers are not the problem. I did hear that the people that work during the day for eight hours are mostly retirees who do very little work because they are old. Again, that's not necessarily their fault. Management could find a better way to work around that. In a way the article almost inspired to me to want a promotion so that I could make sure all the readers under me knew that acceleration was the derivative of velocity and not just the ones close enough to hear me talk. Certainly not a desirable career option, but if for one or two months a year for four hours a night I can protect a child's stupid test score for $13/hr, why not?