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So I'm sitting in class today, and I have this sudden realization that I kind of have the hots for my professor. This isn't so out of the ordinary--he's lanky, wears glasses, granolaish, and devastatingly geeky with big feet. But there's something that keeps bothering me about the attraction. He reminds me of someone. But who? Who is it? I keep listening to the voice, watching the mannerisms, and then he does this little squeaky thing with his voice when he is passionate about a subject and suddenly, I know who it is--AAAA! LOL! Just that realization made me start giggling uncontrollably in class. I had to excuse myself.

Ah man. Anyway, class ends, and I'm walking across campus in shorts and a tank when out of nowhere this freak thunderstorma and hailstorm hits. People begin running like it's Armageddon. I can't run because I'm in the most slippery flip flops imaginable. Then, the temp drops about 30 degrees it seemed, and people cram into the bookstore to buy sweatshirts, and I hate to say it, but I was among the throng. It is FREEZING!!

And now it's off for a nap but not before I recount the events of yesterday. I was at my practicum, when we hear this screeching and crashing sound. One of the women says, "Omg, did you see that," and I begin looking in the direction of the crash, when the other woman screams, "Kim, look out, he's behind you!" Yes, behind my desk, separated only from me by a pane of thin glass, was this man on the run from what appeared to be the SWAT Team. Unmarked police trucks come circle the building, and men in flak jackets and ski masks pour out like clown cars to chase the guy down.

Lubbock is becoming more exciting folks.

Ain't no hole in the washtub

I'm babysitting for a precocious 3 year old on Wednesday, so I went to Walgreens to buy some art supplies to keep her entertained. While there, I saw Emmet Otter's Jug-Band Christmas for $3.99. In keeping with my Kermit the Frog theme, I thought I'd buy it and maybe share it with the 3 year old. It's from 1977 with the real Kermit (Jim Henson's voice). Apparently it was a made for TV movie, but I'd never seen it before, until now. I had to actually turn it off midshow because I was laughing so hard I snorted. It's Kermit meets the Beverly Hillbillies. The music, including Ain't no hole in the Washtub, is...I don't even have a word for it. The best part is Chuck the bear (pictured above) in a sleeveless denim shirt/jacket with "Chuck" written across it, the local bad boy. Even better, sitting next to Edgy who is imitating Chuck the bear perfectly.

Really, though, it has a sweet little premise, and the otters on strings are adorable. It's great to watch a good old fashioned puppet show without all the digital technology. Still, though, the soundtrack...UGH.

Well, got to go doctor my foot. I think the pedicure lady got a little carried away with the pumice stone yesterday and cut the part where my toe meets my foot. It's all red and angry, with a gaping hole. I was toe retarded. Now I've got toelio.

Picture of chuck the bear from http://www.progressiveboink.com/archive/emmetotter.htm.