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. . . Oh, dear, that was too obscure for words. Ah, well. (Derivative with respect to what? Distance, or time? Time, probably. How probable? Oh, dear, again . . . )

Yeah, so anyway, I finished the workshop. Here is the list of things I learned:

1) The current orchestra teacher at Liontown is the old orchestra teacher from Ramton. He left because of the political hoo-hah over the arrival of our previous Coordinating Principal. He is also wackier than a sack of drunken jellyfish, and says I should play the cello (those two statements are not intended to be related).

2) What a WebQuest is.

. . .

*crickets chirping*

. . .

Yeah, it wasn't a really successful workshop for me. I think I've hit the point of diminishing returns on these things, at least the ones run by the district.

Since I didn't want to inconvenience the nice lady who runs the professional development office by making her wait around until the Spouse could pick me up twice in one week, specially since I'll have to do it again next week, I went ahead and headed to the bus stop when they let us out. I swung by the Ramton main campus to see if anyone was in the offices, and found that (a) the A/C is still out (this makes me nervous) and (b) there was no one in the building as far as I could tell, despite the main doors being unlocked (I'm not real thrilled about that, either). However, my bus fu was pretty good, and I got to the George & John bookstore out at Westheimer and Hwy 6 before 5:15. (My Shuffle fu was pretty good, too. I'm growing entirely too fond of this thing.)

I then proceeded to wait around at the bookstore for almost two hours. I asked the clerks when I came in if they wanted me to drop off my bag at the counter, and they cheerfully waved me in with it; this was sort of nice, but it did mean I was carrying around a messenger bag with two textbooks in it the whole time. However, they got a pretty penny out of me, so I suppose it worked for them. (One of the books will hopefully be read this week. That reminds me, I should review the two books I finished in Mississippi.)

While I was there, I didn't run into any of my students, but I did see one kid I know is a Ramton student (he was on our pre-UIL trip to College Station) and ran into one of my colleagues, the Pre-AP Geometry teacher from our campus. It was kind of nice to catch up with him; moreover, I got to let him know something I'd observed - My Nemesis over at the NGC no longer has his name on any nameplate in the building. I am hoping he has retired, but we'll just have to find out when the school year starts.

We also went to the Better Sell next door to replace the headphones attached to this computer (which have been slowly disintegrating) and the iShuffle (which just suck). The replacements for this thing sound much better, but they're slightly less comfortable. Haven't tried the others yet . . .

Date: 2005-07-20 04:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redneckgaijin.livejournal.com
I used to know how to find derivatives, once, back in high school. I've entirely forgotten how, though, since calculus is not a great aid in writing, comics work, publishing, flea marketing, or taking care of grandparents. (Unless your grandparents are former math profs who demand chalkboard work on a regular basis to be pacified, which mine aren't.)

I hate math in general, but I always do math in my head when I can, and my favorite TV show at the moment is "Numb3rs." Weird.

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