Making the Band, Rambling, and Damn it! I got sick

Okay I’ve been out of commission for the past couple of days because I’ve been sick. A pretty steady fever, that lasted a better part of 24 hours, kind of put me under but I’m feeling much better thanks to some traditional Chinese medicine one of my students brought me this morning and the fact that I’ve been blessed with Wolverine’s immune system. That and all the other teachers here who were kind enough to bring me food and juice when I was too weak to get off the couch. I thank you all a great deal.

I had a wicked bad anxiety attack a few days ago which sucked. Once again my brain is doing what it does best and is completely fucking me over. I just want to get some Arctic clothes and go on a snowy sabbatical. It’s times like this I hate being Catholic and hate being me. I suck. I need to flagellate my self with my jiao sock (a crew sock that contains two and a half pounds of China’s lowliest coin) a la St. Jerome.

I saw that John posted about the Making the Band idea (he also told me he was going to so it wasn’t like I just came across it), and it really does work great. I highly recommend it. My favorite group was indeed Milk Cow Goes to Australia because I could actually see that being the name of some new wave pop group out of Holland. The reason I like this excercise so much is because it forces the students to be creative, which is something they don’t get to do often. For me, that is very sad because a lot of these students are wonderfully creative and don’t have an outlet.

Making the Band Highlights:

Death - Three of the cutest girls you could imagine helm a band that strives to be like Marylin Manson. Their hit song is “Embryo.”

Night Elf - Sort of like a cross between Blue Oyster Cult and Rush. Straight geek rock. But one should expect such music from guys named Fantasy and Eaglet (those are their class names.)

Hamburger 4 - Their stage names were Meat Patty, Vegetable, Bun, and Lettuce. There song was also quite funny but I can’t remember it right now. It had something to do with sizzling meat.

Queer - Apparently these four guys really liked the definition their electronic dictionaries provided for the word, “queer.” I’m really immature though, so I just laughed uncontrollably everytime I called their band name out loud and thought of Jim J. Bullock capering about in the upper, left hand corner on Hollywood Squares.

Okay I’m freezing and I don’t want to get sick again. So I’m going to split for now.