| Tues., Aug. 24, 1999
CAUTION!
Deliberately
concentrating the words in this journal
in an
attempt to read them all at once in a single glance
may be
harmful or fatal to your desire
to ever
read anything again!
Big day here today.
First, the remnants of Hurricane Bret safely blew through between entries,
allowing me to take down the Martha Stewart posters I'd covered them with.
Second, it's the first day of a new school year for my wife. No,
she's not a student - she's a high school English teacher. That may
sound like a dangerous job to have these days, but I'm not worried.
I'd be much more worried if she were, say, a farmer's wife. Why?
Because while relatively few English teachers have come to a bad end in
Ohio, bigamy is a crime in all 88 counties.
A few words of advice to her new students:
-
Bring
your own pillow in case your neighbor hates to share.
-
Don't
attempt to apply deodorant in the classroom without first raising your
hand.
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Always
bring an extra spitball with you in case the first one goes dry.
-
Don't
even think about wearing trendy clothes to class unless you have enough
to go around.
-
An intelligent
look on your face is worth two in your head.
-
"Thoreau
- 1838" is as good a guess as any.
-
Open auditions
for class clown are held daily in the principal's office - ask him for
details.
-
Above
all, remember: Anyone can get an "A" but it takes a real student to stick
around and help it mature into a complete alphabet.
See, my wife has a sense of humor, so I can say things like that without
her getting mad at me - right, Honey?
In fact, it was only last night that she read my last entry, noticed the
warning it contained about stars that swallow planets, and said, "Let's
try Metamucil on the stars - maybe they're only eating planets because
they need more fiber." Haha! Now, does that sound like
someone who ever gets mad at me for saying silly things about such minor
members of the solar system as spitballs? Of course not.
If it sounds as if she's the one responsible for the shitty appearance
of the stars in tonight's sky, however, we better just keep our mouths
shut.
To help her feel as if her summer break wasn't an entire waste, I took
her to see "Bowfinger" on Sunday. I'm told it was a good movie.
I wouldn't know. When I wasn't distracted by the guy behind me kicking
my seat, I was distracted by the memory of the opening credits.
Specifically, I was distracted by the "Written by Steve Martin" credit.
It appeared quite early on. In big yellow lettering, I believe.
Lower left corner of the screen. Just so you'll know what not
to look for if you don't want to be distracted like I was when you go to
see this flick.
Maybe if Steve hadn't had the main role in the film it would've been ok,
but as it was every time I saw his face I instantly wondered, "How
did he write this? Did he write it long hand? Did he write
it on a computer? Did he write it on a typewriter? Did he dictate
it to someone? If he used a typewriter made in 1960 or before, did
it really lack a '1' key like the newspaper told me typewriters
back then did? If he wrote it on a computer, was it one with a storage
disk the size of a tractor-trailer tire like that same paper tells me they
used back in 1965? Those disks had a capacity of just 2.5 megabytes
and had to be sandblasted to be erased. This scene with the
dog in high heels is great, but it would really be impressive if
it had been written on a computer that required regular sandblasting!"
Alas, my wife was utterly unable to shed any light at all on these questions
- or maybe she was just afraid the guy behind us would start kicking her
seat too if she did....
I'd especially like to know how Steve wrote the line that went, "Just because
I'm from Ohio doesn't mean that I'm from Ohio." That line
was spoken by the naive young actress wannabe who arrives in Hollywood
by bus determined to be a star and ends up dominating everyone by the end.
Was it written in the same way that his silly character in "The Out-Of-Towners"
was revealed to be from Ohio? Or was that lifted directly from Neil
Simon's original script?
Am I the only one who thinks both these movies are part of a plot by non-Ohio
natives to make Ohioans out to be rubes, bumpkins, squares, and hayseeds
when we can do the job all by ourselves??
Well, Fact #1: Ohio sent more men to fight on the winning side of the Civil
War than any other state.
Fact #2: Ohio now has more cities with a population of 100,000 or more
than any other state.
I trust this makes everything clear as to who's a hayseed and who's merely
being charmingly paranoid, petty, and provincial!
But enough chatter. Time to get back to the grindstone.
"What is a grindstone, anyway?" someone asked in an email today.
A grindstone is what you leave your children after spending all your money
on a nice rhinestone for your wife.
Especially if she has a sense of humor.
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