For Adam and Hardy

Do you guys remember the hilarious sitcom Coach from the late '80's and early '90's??? Hayden Fox was the head football coach for a University. He had the lovable, but intellectually challenged Assistant Coaches, Luther Van Dam and Dauber, the former player who becomes Assistant Coach. Together they made a Mod Squad of sorts.



I was talking to friends this weekend and we began talking about the old tv program. A connection was made and a list of brilliant names came about for our very own version of Luther Van Dam.



-Stewthur Van Art

-Bill Van Dam

-Luther Van Stewart

The list could go on and on...

Is there an uncanny resemblence both physically and mentally? Hmmmmm. Something to think about.

The sad thing is...I really believe that I like him as a person. However, I'm not so sure about liking him as a head football coach. I'm confused.

Pandora's Box

No, this isn't going to be a naughty blog or one based on mythology. It is however, a very cool website that a friend has introduced me too. Pandora is a Music Genome Project. Basically, if you have ever bought anything off of Amazon or iTunes, you see on the side "people who bought this also bought this..." The same thing happens with Pandora. You preform a search for a specific musical group or genre. Pandora automatically sets up a radio station (commercial) free that contains that particular group and many other artists that are compared to them or similiar. It is awesome! You can set up several different radios and then even shuffle them up as an option.

If you have an iPhone, the application is free. I read where they are sync'd with a few of the other web-browser phones as well. You can also log on to the site via the internet. Did I mention that it is free, too!

What I like best is that there is tons of music out that that I would never experience if it weren't for someone or something saying "Hey, I noticed you like this particular band. You should check out so and so." Now I have a radio program that does this for me. Go and check it out!!!

Quaaaaaarg!

This is Quarg (Quack and Argggg), the Pirate Duck! He rocks.

Just like his Mistress, he might look cute and friendly, but he has a deadly QUARG!

Pirate Hos far and wide, September 19th is International Talk Like A Pirate Day!!!!

Picture Blog of Tailgate

Mountaineeeeeeeeeeers, Mount Up! That's right the West Virginia Mountaineers are boarding their plane, leaving behind their beloved Appalachians to enter the world of the Rockies. WVU takes on Colorado on Thursday. Hopefully, they will have a much better game and experience than they did in Carolinas two weeks ago. I know their fans sure hope so. Either way, I know the Mountaineer fans will tailgate and conduct themselves in true West Virginia Fashion!

In the mean time, feel free to read the picture blog of the last WVU tailgate that the Chez and her Macaronis were a part of...

"Bailey dog, whatever shall we take to the tailgate this afternoon?"

Seeing that I speak fluent West Virginia Brown Dawg-ese, I knew exactly what he was thinking about. I headed to the store and bought some ingredients and supplies."

Upon returning home, I felt it vital to wear the above apron while baking WV's signature tailgating food. The Pepperoni Roll!!!!

All you have to do is buy Kroger's generic frozen rolls. Place them on a cookie sheet, spray down your plastic wrap, and let them rise for 2-3 hours.


Once the rolls have a 'risen, get your pepperoni ready. The Kroger variety works as well as any of the fancy shmancy peps.



Gently flatten one roll out and place 3-4 pieces of pepperoni right in the middle.

Gently pinch the sides up around the pepperoni. Smooth out any air bubbles that might come about.

Place the rolls upside down on the cook sheet.

Preheat your oven for 345 degrees while you are prepping all of the rolls.

Place the rolls in the oven for 12-15 minutes. Keep an eye on them. Sometimes right around the 10 minute mark they are ready to be released!

While the first batch was baking, I melted some butter and infused fresh minced garlic and grated Parmesan cheese to glaze over the rolls as they were cooling.

The finished product ROCKED THE HOUSE RIGHT! I wish we had smell-e-vision and smellin' internetzzzzzz! As my roomie would say, "They looked and smelled BANGIN'!"

Mountaineer Dave sure was happy to see me show up with 50 + homemade pepperoni rolls!

Jerry <3's> pepperoni rolls.

Then the game started...

and Dave got mad!!!!

At half time, it wasn't looking good at all! It never did get any better.

The tailgaters began to think of a plan to feel a bit better.

Jerry's plan...eat more pepperoni rolls because, remember,

Jerry LOVES PEPPERONI ROLLS!Dave, Clay, DB, and DD thought power tools might be a good idea as a way to torture a pirate and blow off some frustration.

If only the three little hippies had stayed awake in shop class. They couldn't get the chain saw to start. (Thank GAWD!)

Dave had an idea. "Let's do this the OLD FASHIONED WAY!"

He chopped that 'sum bitch' straight in half on the first shot.

Clay exclaims, "wooooooooooo!"

The Pirate was left feeling like half of a man.

Clay examines the remains and says, "Take that Pirate Ho!"

Here lie the remains of the Pirate Ho

And then the Pirate Ho became The Mountie's bitch. Unfortunately, this did NOT happen in real life.

All in all a good time was had by all. I just hope and pray that Stewie Bear and the boys can bring home a win this week! Please Lord, let them win!

No Wonder I Don't Eat Breakfast

Call me crazy, but I always thought there was a difference between political satire and outright RACISM!

Do You Believe In Me

I want to be like Dalton Sherman of Dallas ISD when I grow up.

Childhood Dreams

"A man's dreams are an index to his greatness."
-Zadok Rabinowitz

On my white board at school is the following:

When I was a kid, I had dreams I wanted to achieve in my life.
I wanted:
-to be like Daisy Duke
-to teach
-to be an actor/singer
-to become a mother
-to fall in love
-to be a bird
-to swim with the dolphins
-to meet Keanu Reeves
-to write.

The following is on the handout that I gave to each student:

1. Think back to the days of childhood. What did you want to become/do when you grew up? Are these dreams the same today? Remember this doesn't just mean employment wishes, but also wacky, creative dreams.

2. If you could pick one of those dreams, and work towards making it come true, would you?

3. What steps would be necessary to achieve your dreams? Who would be your mentors?

4. Lastly, what legacy/finger print/hand print/foot print/body print do you want to leave behind?

This is their brainstorm. Eventually, it will be come an essay, and a bulletin board reminder of what they must work for. I'll post a picture of the bulletin board when it is completed. In the mean time, allow me to explain a few of my dreams.

I was a die hard Dukes of Hazard fan as a child. It was the only way my parents could even begin to get me into the bathtub: a bribery of no Dukes until I was clean. I absolutely loved Daisy. I wanted to be Daisy, and if I could I was going to try to be just like her. Now feminists of the world, chill out for a minute and let me explain what I saw in Daisy...

Daisy was a good person. She believed in kindness and doing the right thing, no matter the cost.
Not only was she pretty, but she was smart. Countless times SHE was the one who thought of and executed the plan to get the Duke boys out of hot water. People liked her because of her honesty. She was a caregiver. She took care of Uncle Jesse and the boys. She held a job and made her own damn money. She was independent in my eyes.
I want to be the best person that I can be. I still dream of being Daisy Duke.
Dream To Reality Check

When I was little, my parents bought a big chalk board and hung it in our basement. My great aunt was a school teacher and when the county would adopt a new textbook, she would give me one copy of the old text. I would then line my stuffed animals and dolls up in rows in my basement in front of the chalkboard. I would conduct hours and hours of classroom lessons. My toys were the smartest toys in the neighborhood.

Is it any wonder that I became a teacher?

Dream To Reality Check

I have never actually been an accomplished actor or singer. In reality I can't lie to save my life, and my singing is to only be heard from the shower. Nonetheless, I have performed on the stage of the Children's Theater in Charleston, WV and sang my drunk-heart out at a karaoke bar!
Dream to Reality Check

I get a twinge of envy when I see my friends with their children. I have always wanted to be a mom. I think that I would be really good at it. I haven't had the opportunity to do that yet. However, I do consider students of the past, present, and future to be mine. I treat them like my own. Maybe my dream is slowly becoming a reality. Is it possible to have over a 1000 kids?

Dream to Reality Almost

Let's just say that I have fallen in love, twice. I'll keep those explanations to myself. I think the second time has taught me to have a great appreciation for love.
Dream to Reality Check

I wanted to glide on the wind and fly like a bird as a girl. I still want to be able to do that. It looks peaceful and quiet. I could fly any where that I wanted to and be there in no time. I never actually turned in to a bird and flew away, but I did get to para-sail one time. It's the closest thing to bird flying that I'll ever experience. It was awesome. I got to fly like an eagle!
Dream to Reality Check

I used to work with an Autistic boy in the summer time. I taught him to swim. He was deathly afraid of the water. One winter his mom took him to Florida to participate in one of the swim with the dolphin programs. Joey was never the same. He became a fish. He loved the water. We had trouble getting him out of the pool at the end of the evening. Since that time, I am in wonder at the dolphin programs. I would like to go and experience this miracle and bond that the animals have with Special Needs students.
Dream to Reality-Not yet

He is by no means the best actor on the planet, but damn is he fine! I'm afraid of ever meeting him to be honest. I would turn in to the equivalent of a Beatle-Maniac! Albeit, it is fun to loose your cool every once in a while. It reminds you of how excited you would get on Christmas morning as a kid. That kind of "pee your pants in anticipation, what did Santa leave for me" excitement! I have since then learned patience and that perhaps you shouldn't let other people's timing determine your future.

Oh well, the screen saver on my computer of him will have to be enough for now.
Dream to Reality-not yet.

I write. It is therapy. I have always written. I'm published. I will keep pursuing this dream.
Dream to Reality Check

There are more and more and more childhood dreams that I could list, but this is enough for now. I am curious as to which one will lead to my legacy. In my next revision, I'll have to think about my legacy.
What about you?