This post is from last night. It didn't get published then but it's getting published now.

This evening I went to a School Committee Meeting. This evening I also realized how much I dislike being at School Committee Meetings. For some stoopid reason they decided that the Media Center at the High School was a good place to congregate and talk about DAH BUDGET. It was really interesting how the School Committee member tables took up about 75 percent of usable meeting space. The common people (or as Alexander Hamilton, America's famous elitist, might have said "the mob") were forced to place their seats in between book shelves and in the corneriest corners of the room.



I signed myself up to speak on the topic of elimination of the music/art/physical education/physical education programs in the elementary and middle schools. However, as other members of the public community spoke before me I was starting to wish I was off it a LOT. There was a long list of unexperienced speakers before me who got up with 10 minute prepared orations, each containing so much self-importance it was kind of sickening. Maybe it wasn't sickening but the whole thing just reminded me of those times when I have just finished an above-averaged-size piece of mediocre cake that had too much vanilla frosting and my obnoxious second cousin is pressuring me to eat another piece.

When I got up there I just kind of winged it. I pretty much said what I wanted to say. I was glad to leave.

Maybe I didn't like the whole thing because it was too hot in there.

I probably will not be blogging as much in the days to come because I would like to focus on my studies. Wish me luck on dat bidness.

The song of the day is Here I Come by the Roots. BLAH