[2004-01-29 - 10:19 p.m.] - small town worries II

there's an www.alestar.biz but it's in russian, so I can't find the alestar chat room or the gallery of intimate alestar photos. I did find "должен являться приток на сайт пользователей," which, roughly translated, means, "why is alestar so goddamn fine?"

my father made christina and hayden take out the trash the other day, and christina (who hates all chores but who has begun keeping a journal on her hard-drive) threw up her hands and said, "well, that just adds to double crap suck!" which I have since be unable to stop saying. because it's poetry.

in other small town news, my aunt, an unbelievably kind woman who watches Smallville and Angel with me, who has lived in our hometown of Loudon* all her life, said, "He's a Jew?" in reference to a fellow from school, and I said, "yeah."

And she thought a moment, brow creasing, and said, "so . . . is he Catholic?"

and I said, " . . no, he's Jewish."

"Ohh," she said, nodding. "But is he a rich Jew."

* if you follow that link, then go to the "pictures from around town!" page, you can see a bunch of people that neither of us know. however, if you go to page 37, take a look at Grumpy and Teacher Jones. and also John Dreesen, which may be the most sinister small town photo I've ever seen.

oh, oh. and on page 29, Irma G. is my step-grandmother.

and that's all for now.

--Teacher Al


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