How old am I, and how old do I want to be?

During my first year as a teacher, I kept being mistaken for a student. Not surprising, since I was only 3 1/2 years older than the oldest person I was teaching. But to be a first year teacher, and have your colleagues give you that look of confusion every time you try to associate with them, can grow from annoying to upsetting after a while, and I actually longed to be a little older, just so I can feel like I belonged in the right place.

It's now my second year of teaching, and since now I'm known in the building, and the other teachers have realized that I don't dress like a student (aka like a ho, but that's a separate issue), I have that feeling now. And when a new security guard asks me to sign in at night (the sign in's for students only), after I'd just told him all the directions for the rehearsal I was holding later that evening, I get to make him look like a dumbass when I pull out my keys and faculty ID.

Anyway, here's the point I'm trying to make. Today we had a half day at school, and I left work and drove straight to Rutgers to pick up my brother for Thanksgiving. I walk into his dorm in my work clothes, and my brother's roommate looks at him and says "that's your mom?" I wanted to look older and all, but not old enough so that I have a kid that's a sophomore in college! Geez!

I am high and low brow all at the same time!

I found this website where you can put in the url of your blog and they'll tell you the reading level required to understand your writing. Here's what happened when I put in this site:

Here's what happened when I put in the blogging I did over at Wordpress:

Some photos with some not-so-serious commentary.

This is the bottom of a bag of some delicious Stacy's pita chips.

Look at the phrase on the right. I can't have been the only person to read it the first time as "OMG cholesterol!" Stupid internet has altered my critical thinking skillz. Skills. Dammit.

The second photo comes courtesy of some political signage I spotted while visiting Jarret last weekend.

This could have been the best political ticket ever, but that guy Malone had to ruin it. (Too bad it's a republican ticket. They won.)