Secret Life of A Co-Teacher Discovered

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Political Correctness Again

This is Agatha Christie's top selling book, about ten people trapped on an island and condemned by a killer who executes them one by one.

It was published in the UK in 1939, but released in the US as Ten Little Indians. Even though this is from a nursery rhyme, even that was considered potentially offensive and changed to And Then There Were None the last line of the rhyme.

The rhyme, though, was still retained inside the book referring to Indians.

Now the question is: did the original composer of the rhyme come up with it out of meanness in the first place, black boys all dying one by one until they are all eradicated?

A Fountain of Unabashed Optimism

That's what this guy is, in the US sitcom 30 Rock. Besides him I can identify with Frank of the outlet shirts and pop culture caps, and Toofer, short for "Two-For-One" because he's both a minority and like Chandler from Friends.

Can't wait to finish the first season and get the second one.

Song Lyrics I Like: No Looking Back

No, I'm not talking about the Rihanna song - probably the girl who took over Britney's throne as the person with the stupidest lyrics playing on the radio right now.

But this isn't a negative post. Anyway, this is a song with both a Kenny Loggins and a Michael MacDonald version. It's upbeat, and it has a positive message.

Im fading out of sight
My wheels are the only sound
Runnin at the speed of a light
n I cant slow down now

Out on an open road
Racin to beat the night
No matter where Im goin
I guess Ill get alright

So why dont I understand
Whats trippin me up?
It oughta be a simple thing

Chorus:I cant hold on
n I cant return
Its time to let go
n start to live and learn

I took a one-way flight
Too high to see the ground
Now I know how long it takes
A heart to come down

Alone on the highway now
Takin it mile by mile
Id rather be a lonely man
Than an imprisoned child

So why do I feel the strain
That keeps trippin me up
Will it ever be a simple thing

Chorus:I cant hold on
And I cant return
Rivers will run
n bridges will burn
I cant say just how
But theres no lookin back now

Bridge:When everything fades away
And theres nothing left
Then you got to keep rememberin

Chorus:I wont slow down
n I cant return
Its time to let go
n start to live and learn

So why dont I understand
Whats trippin me up?
Well it oughta be a simple thing

I cant hold on
n I cant return
Rivers will run
n bridges will burn
I cant say just how
But theres no lookin back now

I wot slow down
n I cant return
As night turns to dawn
The pages will burn
I cant say just how
But theres no lookin back now

I cant hold on
n I cant reurn
Its time to let go
n start to live and learn

Grey Skies At Blue Coral

This was last Saturday lunch time, before we got our room. Note the new black and red aqua shoe and the Hawaiian (Lito Atienza?) shirt.

The rest of the photos are here. No pics in the water though.

Zomb Air

I have got to give these b-movie producers credit. Way to ride Samuel L. Jackson's wave, with Flight of the Living Dead: Outbreak on A Plane and have a cameo in the film by a lookalike as well.

Too bad I didn't get to finish the film since it was shown on the bus. But I did get to about halfway through the show where the confined area wasn't immediately overrun by the undead because they preferred to crawl around in man-sized air vents, which I didn't even know existed on the Concord.

I will be looking out for this film in the shops now, just for the laugh value.

Goodbye, Heath

Ah, that ordinary people could learn from the lives of the rich and famous against excessive "living".