Right then, my coteacher showed up today and she's bringing her friends in to teach English for the rest of the week. She offered to me the opprotunity to piss off for the rest of the week, but I turned her down. Going into the school twice a week has become a fixed part of my schedule that I really enjoy. Despite having an extra load of intensive classes dumped in my lap at the last minute I went to the school on Monday and rescheduled my classes for another time this week.
The kids seemed a
I've been going twice a week now for nearly a month. I think I've begun to understand some of the problems that the kids at the Orphanage are facing on a daily basis.
First, they have no central heating. In the winter it must be brutal in their building.
Second, the majority are unregistered with the Chinese government. This makes it impossible, if not dangerous in my opinion, to seek out government services and support. Not that a Tibetan would be very likely to do so, but in the event one
Rough draft of my first flier... made it today.
Open Textbook Project
I'm able to be contacted at XXXXXXXXX
The project also has a page at http://opentextbook.livejournal.com/
Any and all help is appreciated.
Open Curriculum Project
Background: As an ESL teacher of nearly five years experience I've had the misfortune of encountering a variety of textbooks. Most of these textbooks are unhelpful in nature and do very little to prepare the students to speak English with confiden
I'm an orphan myself and it didn't take much convincing for a friend of mine to get me to agree to help out with a one hour English class at a local Tibetan Orphanage. It was a pretty easy lesson on basic introductions as the kids and the monk who runs the Orphanage are beginners. It is probably one of the few English classes I've taught over the last five years that has been complete willing students. Initially, I planned to teach the one lesson and leave it at that. However, like many other th
I don't have a digital camera on hand, but I found this snap on google. I brought two bottles of the stuff myself at a local supermarket today when I was ought scrounging for supplies to make some homemade wine.
:lol:
I've been spending way to much time online for the last few years. Seems like a right easy escape from life, but in the end it makes me wishing I knew how to do more things.
Definitely, I need to spend a bit more time considering finding a hobby or two to peruse and to use the internet more to support the aspects of my life that I find interesting rather than letting the internet be my life.
meh..
THIS WILL NOT end WELL!!
I've been playing this game for awhile. I'm not actually sure how long I've played as I've had two previous nations shot out from under me in various wars. However, I started playing before GW 3 and spent GW 3 getting pounded by the GOONS as part of the ODN. It was a good pounding and it was quite fun. None the less, I learned a few things during my time in the ODN that have stuck with me ever since. Large alliances have ten times the capacity to amuse me through their stupidity.
For instance,
CoMa is proving, in my opinion, the next big festival of failure on Planet Bob. The coalition of micro-alliances being home to various small alliances including the very poorly lead Global Defense Initiative. These alliances rarely amounting to much more than anything in the greater scheme of things have banded together for what on the surface would appear a very noble cause.
What could be so wrong with a micro-alliance fighting on the behalf of other micro-alliances to prevent the soul drainin
Every now and then I throw in a copy of the 1960's film, "The Magnificent Seven". Early today I watched it again and I couldn't help but think what a great theme for a micro-alliance of mercenaries this would be. Imagine seven nations, not even large ones, whose sole purpose is to fight. We'd probably be rolled on a regular basis, but the fun it would be.
No more posing for brownie points on the political scene.
No more giving a hoot about these tawdry little rags called treaties.
No more b
My brains have declared war on each other today. That sweet lithe young morsel named Cindy that helps me teach my kindergarten classes is the source of my two brain discord. Cindy, a 24 year old Chinese woman, makes sure the little people don't run so out of control that I have to beat them down with a large stick. She does this magical feat of herding little people with grace, style, and poise.
I've never heard her raise her sweet lilting voice.
I've never seen her glare at the little ones.
I'm getting tired of the excessive blathering that goes along with this game. I keep seeing the same use of emotionally charged language to describe people and actions over and over again. I believe the philosophical term for this is called loading the language. This means using terms or phrases designed to evoke an emotional response by massively overstating your case, I think.
A good real life example of this is calling someone Hilter after they did something you didn't like. Admit it peopl
1) Get the forum admin drunk and get compromising photos of him doing the wild thing with a goat.
2) Post photos on OWF with the declaration, "What about the Goats?"
3) Watch said alliance explode as everyone attacks them while they turn on themselves for having a forum admin who is a goat diddler.
OHHH Joracy.. Beer or three?
Back when Vox first came into being I cheered. It was new. It was exciting and fresh. Vox delivered the goods in terms of entertainment and hope that Planet Bob could be something different. But in the end Vox has become what it fears the most.
They've stagnated into a useless group of boring yakkers that have lost the interest of those they are trying to reach. Who really wants to read some ranting diatribe about something we already know? If global depotism mattered that much to us we'd have
Ladies and Gents of all ages welcome to the greatest/gheyest show on Earth!
Have we seriously reduced this game to total utter bollocks? Looking over the forums I see thread after thread of announcements.
Announcements..
Announcements..
But no DoWs?
Where is a good bloc war when you need it? I've gone at least two weeks without blowing something up and I'm getting a bit annoyed. We are focusing so much time on the politics of this game we forget that the MOB needs to be fed. The MOB is de
You know the problem with Global Despots these days is they have no style. They lack that certain element that makes them worthy of giving them any of my attention.
Case in point:
That Trotskie fellow of the ENNPEEOOO is probably one of the dullest global despots around. The best that fellow has is some lame brain thread about a rip off of Toy R' Us with a crappy looking flag. Share it around a bit and examine the leaders of most major alliances. They are just flat out boring.
Say what you
"Damn it McMasters! You've foiled me for the last time," shouts President Firestorm of Boomtown!
"Oh please, your pumped up little pip squeak of a nation couldn't hope to even put a dent in the side of one of my school buses let alone conduct an armed war against us," returns Prime Minister Mulroney in a snide tone of voice.
Firestorm quickly organizes his thoughts as he considers his options. He looks around the room as he examines the tense faces of his advisers. Here and there beads of swea
God damn I'm depressed today. You know hard it is being the leader of a steadily growing nation? Everyday something pops up and everyday someone is demanding your attention. I haven't gotten a full night of sleep in weeks. This is really cutting into my sex life as well.
Myself and Mrs. Firestorm haven't.. err.. you know.. in nearly three months.
I haven't the energy any more!!!
I can't take vacations..
I can't go bowling..
I can't do anything fun anymore.
What is going on in this world th
I'm a bit of a crotchety old fart. Well maybe 33 isn't that old, but I have seen a thing or two. I've traveled to different countries, and I've seen somethings I probably would have been better off not seeing. The time I was slumming on Khan Sao Road in Bangkok is a good example of seeing something I probably would be a better person for having not seen it in the first place.
I remember it vividly being a hot nasty Thai day. I was sitting out on the porch of my hostel drinking a beer. Right ne
I'm curious about something. What motivates people to project their insecurities onto others? The answer to this question is pretty obvious. People project their short comings onto others because what else can they do? Facing those weaknesses seems the logical thing to do, but if you ask me it seems like to much hard work. I guess I'm tired of seeing people project their real life short comings onto each other here on planet Bob.
For example:
short napoleon's syndrome dude: Yeaaaaah dawg you g
