I'm Thinking Sheet Over

Kids were a bit rough yesterday. They are testing me whether or not I am serious with my punishments. Well, I am. I want to have fun with them, but they have to "cool it." I sent a couple to the office after doing "thinking sheet," which is a way of thinking about what they did wrong. They tested me again today and it ended up with me having to expell a kid from the program. Rough day. Tomorrow is our field trip and I hope they can relax a bit so we can have fun. The last thing I want to do is be a hard ass. That's being a teacher I guess...

Went to the drive-in with a few people to see Fantastic Four. My review, not fantastic. In fact, really boring. I fell asleep in a folding chair. Maybe the kids are wearing me out.

I have to go to the dentist in a few minutes to pick up my free bleaching kit. Yeah!. I will soon have those really scary white teeth that those old ladies with bleach blonde hair and super tan skin have. Maybe I'll look like Barbara Streisand's (sp?) husband. I don't know what I'm doing tonight yet. So, if you want to hang out give me a call, yo.

Corrupting the Bible Girls

Run of the mill day. Actually, I had to be that jerk teacher today. I discovered that a couple of my kids are illiterate. I don't know what to do about that. I guess I will have to talk to other teachers about it and try to get them into a special program. If that doesn't work, then I guess I will just have to teach them myself. I also had to do some punishments today because they were testing me. I'll let them get away with things, but not too much. I had to write up a kid for causing all kinds of disturbances and another for throwing rocks and slapping a kid. This is the worst part about being a father to 28 kids...

Like any good father, I went to the bar after work with Mr. Malmquist. Met up with a Mr. Walters and a Miss Talmadge. Played some pool and drank some liquor. Good times...

I think I looked like that Leprauchan (sp?) when I left tonight.

Check out the assessories to this vehicle. This explains why I had some of the weirdest art at art school. That squirrel was actually in my final show.

Nothing too special tomorrow. Just go to work in the morning, come home in the afternoon, maybe a nap, and then hopefully something good. If you want to do something good then you should contact me.

Sometimes I Can't Believe How Bold I Can Be...

Here are a couple of pics I was unable to post last night because of dead batteries...

This is Cowboy Mouth. Good show.

Here is Muskegon's own The Elements...

The garden downtown is coming right along. They have rocks and trees now. Amazing.

Monday Night Club reclaims Mike's Inn from Summer Celebration.

Pretty good day at work today. The kids were really good. I now have them compete for ranks such as "Line Captain." They did well in all of their classes and activities. I think I could handle having kids of my own after teaching this class. If I can manage 20 kids, how bad can one or two be? Anyway, that is way far away in the distant future. No babies tonight...

Monday Night Club reclaimed their territory at Mike's Inn from the bikers. I got there way too early and drank way too late. Right now, I should be in bed. In fact that is where I am going now. I hope the kids don't mind if I am hungover tomorrow...

Are You Willing To Be Recruited?

Corrin was trying to win a camping set and had to be at the "beach party" today in order to win. So she invited me. Here is what I saw:

This is a pepper eatting contest. Nothing too crazy.

This is "Beach Bum." He is 53 years old and competed against a bunch of 20 year old choads for the title of "King of the Beach." He won. This is exactly who I would install as king if Muskegon were to have a monarchy. Long live the King...

The rest of the evening was hanging out at Turtle House for Jake's birthday party. It was a good time. Met a few new people and caught up a bit with those I see often.

Too many girls crying these days. I don't like seeing girls cry. They should be having fun and dancing with me.

Tomorrow, I don't know what is going on. I have a few things I should work on. So, if you have any ideas on what to do, call me....

This Is a Special Message From Harry Crestwood

So, why is it everyone laughs when I tell them I am a teacher? Oh yeah, because I should not be an example for 3rd graders to follow. Anyway, the kids were a bit crazy today. There was so much arguing, pushing, cutting in line, tattling, picking, etc. Man, I hate punishing kids. But, if I don't do it they won't respect me and only get worse.

I can sum up this guys philosophy by saying "I hate northern, pro-choice, criminals without guns." That is unless of course he means he hates the New York Yankees. Then, I would agree. Go Tigers.

Right after work, my dad was getting a bit stir crazy and wanted to do something. So, we ended up going to some show. The only reason I agreed to go was I expected it to be strange. It was and I loved it.

If I had enough money, I'd buy this property and make it rad.

It was redneck Republican screw your sister night at Summer Celebration. I don't know why I thought I should go. Well, I actually just wanted to hang out with my friends. But, they hung out with some other folks and I knew that would be the case. So, I just left

The rest of the evening, I hung out at Lake Harbor Park with quite a few people. Love you guys.

Tomorrow, I will be going to the MTV party thing with a couple people. I guess one of them has a chance of winning a crazy impressive camping set. White Snake plays. Party at Turtle House. Anything else???

Like Living In a Late 80s/Early 90s Sitcom

First day of work was difficult to wake up for after Cinco De Moustache. Four hours of sleep just wasn't cutting it...

New job is good. I have 17-23 kids now. All of them in the 3rd grade. They are great. God, I really didn't want to be a teacher, but this is a pretty good gig. I don't think I could handle going back to college though. Actually, there is no chance in hell I will go back to college. I like the fact they call me "Mr. Mike" though. Formal, yet not at all...

Saw Styx last night. Good show and good seeing lots of old friends. Ben Evans is now 21. Yeah. Here is some of what I did last night:

Heritage Landing Armada

Mart Dock

Andy at his absolute sexiest

The scariest graffiti I have ever seen in my entire life. Muskegon's a blue county bitch.

Anyway, teaching at Moon school is crazy. I've been disciplining kids, bandaging them up, walking them home when their mother's don't pick them up, calling parents, giving homework, putting them on buses, and so much other shit. It's funny that I'm educating kids. Of all people in the education field, they got me. It's obvious they never checked my own school record. Or maybe they did and think I am one of those evil criminal genius who get busted, go good, and bust other evil geniuses. Very Catch Me If You Can, starring Tom Hanks and Leonardo De Caprio.

Don't Stop Believing...

Miss Amanda Monty and I headed to the Journey concert tonight. Good show. Now, I have some criticism of the Summer Celebration:

1. The inner circle in front of the stage should be a no lawn chair zone. That's where people should dance. Not pretend that the rock and/or roll concert is the damn symphony.

2. Wandering token people shouldn't stand next to the token booth. I suggest next to beer tent.

3. Get rid of the volunteer security who are power hungry. I was walking on the sidewalk and stopped by a volunteer Nazi. He said, "You can't stand in the walking area." I replied, "Ummm... Well, the only reason I am standing here is because you stopped me." His retort was, "You better watch yourself buddy." To which I wisely said, "What the fuck" and just walked around him.

4. Get the fat asses off of the golf carts. What are these people doing that is so damn important anyway? Why does a crowd of 17,000 people have to be compressed into one lane while exiting while some overweight guy drives around with a bag of popcorn?

That's about it. Something for me to do when I finally assemble my army and take over Muskegon by force.

Journey concert or a scene from an alien landing?

The rock that is Journey

View of Carneyville...

Tomorrow, I will have to work. So, more screaming kids, scrapped knees, love letters, snacks, and things normal to being the temporary father of 17-23 kids. Maybe going to the Paisley concert. I don't know other than that. You will just have to read this tomorrow around 3am to find out what happened...