Lots and lots of Cox.

I couldn’t resist making cock jokes first thing this morning. Hey, it’s not my fault that their company sounds like “cocks”. At least only one person started the company. Cox could have had a partner named Ucker. The Cox-Ucker Cable Company. See. Too easy.

Okay, so Deinonychus got really drunk on a Monday and comedy ensued. On a more serious and somehow equally entertaining note, she made a really great post yesterday. Feel free to check it out as well.

Okay, so yesterday started with a bang and continued all day. That’s how days normally work. They last all day. I’m sorry. I’m particularly snarky this morning.

Ahem. Yesterday. I spent the majority of the morning working with my student whose arm is busted. Getting high school students, especially the boys, to do homework, is like trying to squeeze blood from a turnip. Magically, they think, when their tutor comes to help them complete assignments it means that the tutor has come to do their homework for them. No kid, I’m just hear to write down what you say. Minus that tiny filter in your head that stops you from putting that ridiculous comment on a test. Only after a few minutes of him goofing off, did he realize that I was actually writing down his smart-ass replies whenever I asked him a homework question. He put the breaks on in a hurry. You’d be amazed at how diligently a student will work if you hold them accountable for the things they say. Especially, at a private christian school. All it takes is for your student to notice that you’ve written down whatever slanderous thing that they jokingly said about Paul Revere and the will knuckle down and get to work.

Different Paul Revere, dude.

Still waiting on Cox. Why am I waiting on Cox? Oh, you know. The usual reasons. They are coming to put in a jack in my office. You know, for the server. That way I canhard wire directly to the router without having to run ethernet cable through the attic. Pay Cox $30 to install a jack or crawl through the attic dragging cable and drilling holes?

HRMM. . . tough decision.

Anywho, they are supposed to be here between 8 and 10 this morning. They are not going to show up until I am in the bathroom pooping, though. I guess I should go make this happen. Have a great Tuesday. More soon. ~SC