Welcome back …

I know that most of you guys found it verrrrrrry hard to get up on Monday morning to make the trek back to work, but, for me, it’s nice to be back.

It seems like it was a short holiday break, doesn’t it? I managed to travel through five states over the break, and saw little things out and about that reminded me of Hinds CC!

There was the group of teen-aged artists in Gatlinburg that reminded me of Beth Messina’s crew in Graphic Design. They were creating sketches of the streetscapes and the people walking by. (They may have been charging a few bucks for personal pics).

Then there were the racing lawnmowers I saw on the back of a truck in Hotlanta! Could Allen Spence be working on the side constructing the 50+ m.p.h. mowers … on his way to NASCAR? LOL!

Or, the exquisitely manicured roadways in Tennessee with nice looking trees and winter flowers … had to give props to Martha Hill!

The holiday break was a relaxing one for me … but, as you can see, I didn’t really leave, did I?

Twitterpated?!

Yes. Nearly everybody gets twitterpated in the springtime. For example: You’re walking along, minding your own business. You’re looking neither to the left, nor to the right, when all of a sudden you run smack into a pretty face. Woo-woo! You begin to get weak in the knees. Your head’s in a whirl. And then you feel light as a feather, and before you know it, you’re walking on air. And then you know what? You’re knocked for a loop, and you completely lose your head!

I don’t know if anyone has noticed (and since I’m one of a handful of people who actually worked on Dec. 23 at the Raymond Campus) but there’s something happening around the woods right now.

Everything’s twitterpated, including the deer. I saw two bucks this morning on the drive in from Reservoir aiming to be a suitor for a few females along the side of the road. One, in fact, was dang near chasing her down at the corn field that’s for sale before you get to the John Bell Williams Airport exit driving southbound on the NT! He didn’t catch her, but the sight of his pursuit got this hunter ready for a great Christmas and New Year’s holiday!

If anyone would like to offer some hunting land for me to scout, I’m all ears! <hint> <hint>

No excuse for lazy, lazy slob hunters!

For those who know me well, I’m pretty laid back and don’t really let too many things bother me (not too many, but some things do!).

Evidence of Lazy Deer Slobs in Rankin CountyT’is the season for deer hunting, and like clockwork, it’s time to see just how lazy hunters can be.

Just look at the side of any backroad between your house and a hot hunting area. Deer carcasses strewn in the ditches like firewood. Every few yards, you can see more, and more, and more evidence that some hunters just don’t deserve to have the privilege to hunt in the Magnolia State.

I’m sure these people were raised to get rid of their bounty alongside any road or in a ditch or creek … but that’s wrong … and it’s nasty!

The above photo was taken in Rankin County (and I’ve written on several occasions about the slobs in that county that choose not to do the right thing!). After snapping the photo, I picked up the animal and disposed of it properly. <Want to know how? Just ask … ;) >

Don’t even get me started on the size of this yearling, or how much was wasted by an obvious ‘rookie’ sportsman.

Do the right thing, people! Don’t put any litter on the sides of our roads, ditches or creeks. Trash or hunting bounty.

Thanks! ;)

All that turkey make you sleepy? NOT!

Barin loves Turkey!Admittedly, I am guilty of pigging out on turkey over the Thanksgiving holiday. The wife put together her patented spicy, slow-baked bird for the kids and Pepper, along with all the fixings, for a quiet, and tasty, dinner in the woods!

Usually, after such a big helping of turkey, most hit the couch and fall asleep while the football games air on the boob tube. I think I’ve heard the urban legend that turkey makes you sleepy ever since I can remember …

Well, I came across a few facts that tell me otherwise.

Unfortunately, it’s unlikely you’ll get any sleepy feelings from eating meats like turkey. L-tryptophan, the so-called sleepy chemical in turkey, doesn’t act on the brain unless you take it on an empty stomach with no protein present. Additionally, the levels found in a turkey dinner are far, far too low to have such an effect.  So, even though the mass media, CNN and Fox like to hype it and blame post holiday meal sleepiness on the turkey dinner… that’s just a catchy sound-bite.. not the reality. The trypophan isn’t to blame  for the sudden drowsiness that hits right after the meal.

It’s more likely due to the combination of drinking alcohol and overeating - not just turkey, but also mashed potatoes, ham, creamed onions, cranberries, sweet potatoes, peas, stuffing (or dressing, if you prefer), carrots, bread, pies, and whipped cream,  (and how many beers or glasses of wine did you have?)  - all of which have the effect of pulling the blood away from your brain to help your digestive tract do it’s work, and the sugar/insulin effect.

See, don’t you feel better about learning something new?

Now, with all that energy intact, go tackle putting up the tree with the oh-so angelic sounds of Elvis Presley singing Christmas tunes in the background.

Have a turkey sandwich, complete with dressing and cranbelly jelly while you work! ;)

Fun ride with National Champ!

Getting sick!

As Web Specialist at Hinds Community College, I sometimes get to do some things that are fun and unforgettable.

I was able to jump in one of Hinds lil’ airplanes with the two-time Region IV National Intercollegiate Flying Association Champion Ronnie Pennington of Crystal Springs. He took me around the area taking video and photographs of the airport and the Raymond and Rankin campuses.

Well, the air up there got to me a little bit, and I started giving Ronnie ‘that look’ that all was not well. He says that I was sitting in the back of the aircraft, so my eyes couldn’t focus on the horizon, and it was playing havoc with my stomach! I guess looking through a viewfinder at the ground below, then coming up to see clouds is not good for ya!

I can say, however, that the Champ took it easy on me, opened the window at 130 mph and got me back on the ground with a mess. (Randy Pearcy says if you mess it up, you clean it up) LOL!

I wish Ronnie luck in the Spring when he competes in the 2009 National SAFECON.

The 2009 National SAFECON will host roughly the top 30 flight teams in the country from NIFA’s 11 regions. The top two or three schools in each region will compete in six flying events and five ground events. Additional events include Power Off Landing, Navigation, Instrument Precision Flying, Computer Accuracy, Aircraft Preflight Inspection, Electronic Flight Computer, and Aircraft Recognition. Pilots and non-pilots can compete.

Deer season can drive one looney!

Deer SeasonDeer season is upon us in Mississippi, and like any other year, I’m starting to lose my wits …

I’ve been hunting several times thus far this season, and have seen at least 40 deer, but none close enough for harvesting. It’s like there’s an invisible border around my stand locations telling whitetails where I am … enough to keep them out of range of my archery equipment.

It’s been very dry this year, however, I’m assuming last year was better with regards to the acorn crop in 2008 … there’s plenty to go around, and hunting food plots seems to be a waste of time in hardwood areas.

Good thing there’s a Kroger down the road, though … I’m striking out everytime I go!

Cool temperatures … Here comes the sickness!

I don’t know about anyone else out there, but when the temps drop and the oaks start dropping acorns, my allergies kick up something fierce. As I add this entry, I can’t breathe without looking like Bubba Gump — mouth wide open. LOL!Blow that nose!

Fortunately, I’ve got a good friend down in Public Relations (Thanks, Dar!) who put me on to something that I never thought I’d ever use  — a spray mister. You know, that stuff you spray up your nose to clear your sinus cavities and clear congestion? Well, I didn’t, and to be honest, never had any desire to snort anything up my nose …

But, after a full day of aches/pains and not breathing … I took my first snort. At first, it was weird, but the freakiness subsided and I was OK. In about 15 minutes, I was totally clear and could breathe again.

That’s good, cuz we’re getting into some fun times in the Fall!

Home from Russia

My Russian experience, at least this time, is over. After exiting the hospital (read “Sick and Gone Blind in Russia” on the Hinds Faculty Blog) in Sochi, I never really recovered. I remained weak, had stomach problems, and went through a couple more blind spells. I faced the choice of going back into the hospital or going home, and that was an easy selection.

I left Sochi Tuesday, October 7, and had to spend the night in Moscow because no flights arrive in Moscow from Sochi early enough to get flights to the U.S. on the same day. Geniuses. On Wednesday I checked into the airport and had somewhat of a cheeseburger in the terminal. It was made of mystery meat, a stale bun, and had no condiments. It was wonderful. I felt better already.

I arrived in Jackson Wednesday night, exhausted, but happy, and am resting at home. I’ll give a more detalied report later.

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Teaching in Sochi

 

            Although classes at the university started on September 1, much is unsettled, including schedules.  I should have known this because months ago, when I inquired as to when the fall semester began, the response was “September 1, so try to be here by the 10th.”  I arrived on September 3rd and intended to start teaching on Monday the 8th.  Not going to happen.  At a meeting on the 8th I was informed that my class would start on Monday the 15th and would meet Monday, Wednesday, and Friday from 4:00—5:20 pm.  Well, I asked not to have early morning classes and they obliged.

 

            In the meantime I was to address student groups in the auditorium on Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday(!).  These were not students who would be in my class, but were majors in different disciplines. I get the feeling that their department chairs/instructors/director just told them to attend, so they are not responsible for the material covered, nor, apparently, are they responsible for behaving.  Each day’s session was to consist of two regular class periods of an hour and twenty minutes each, with a short break in the middle, about the same length as a Hinds night class.

 

On Wednesday (the 10th, just like they said) I addressed the first-year pre-law students in the auditorium.  The auditorium is on the fourth floor (no elevators), and can probably seat about 150.  Class was to begin at 1:10 pm.  I, of course, arrived an hour early.  The technician had a PowerPoint projector set up promptly at 1:35.  By then about 75 students had filed in along with Professor Kamkia Astamurovich of the law faculty.  Kamkia is Abkhazian and tremendously proud of Abkhazia’s recently declared independence from Georgia (the country, not Atlanta).  Sheila Hailey befriended him and his wife Fatima, also of the law faculty, on a trip to Sochi in 2005.  (More on the Astamurovichs and Abkhazia later.)

 

People close to me will vouch that I am a profuse sweater, so by the time I had walked two miles toting a laptop and trying to do e-mails in the un-air conditioned library, my groovy American shirt was soaking wet.  I told the students, through the translator, that I sweated a lot but it was because of medication I take.  The medication keeps me from being crazy but makes me sweat.  If I’m sweating it’s a good thing, and if they ever see me and I’m not sweating, they had better run.  Their eyes got big, then they burst into laughter.  I have used this as an introduction every day since.

 

Because they were law students, I chose American government as the topic, wishing much of the time that Mickey Roth, Mike Lee, or Chip Reynolds were here to help.  There were two interpreters, Susanna and Tanya, who are also to be my classroom assistants.  Some of the students spoke a good deal of English, but most none at all.  I talked about the basics: the Constitution, the Bill of Rights, federalism, three branches of government, and other topics that our own students have long since forgotten.  I used PowerPoint with a lot of pictures because I thought non-English speaking students would benefit from visuals.  Visual images, mixed with text, included a map of the thirteen British colonies in America, George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Ben Franklin, James Madison, the Declaration of Independence, the Constitution, the U.S. Capitol, the Senate and House chambers, Obama and McCain, the White House, and the Supreme Court.

 

Class behavior was disconcerting.  It became clear in a hurry that the students in the first rows were very interested, but there was a clear distribution from front to rear.  The farther back, the less interest.  In the very rear, students talked to each other, talked on cell phones, and generally made little attempt to even pretend to be, well, college students.  At least they were relatively quiet compared to the next day.  What I had to remember was that these were not my students, were forced to be there, and I had no real control over them.

 

On Thursday at 1:10 (more like 1:30, when the PowerPoint worked) I addressed the economics majors.  Economics majors are what we consider business majors.  There was no faculty member present, just me and my trusty translators.  The back of the auditorium, except for a few random moments, paid almost no attention.  The translators asked them to settle down, but it didn’t do much good.  When I told my friend Kamkia of the law department, he said it was because the business majors were stupid and had no manners anyhow.

 

I told the translators that I was a little miffed.  They were shocked when I told them that if a student took a phone call in class at Hinds, he would go to prison right across the road and sell peanuts on the side of Highway 18 for the rest of his life.  I am now informed that I should conduct my class that starts next week like an American class.  I set the rules and grading.  I can kick their behinds to Siberia.  I hope the classroom door locks, like at Hinds, so I can teach them to be on time.

 

Friday afternoon was much better because I had history and language students.  They were clearly more intelligent, attentive, attractive, and better behaved.  The class, believe it or not, met at from 4:10 until 7:00 with a ten minute break (which means 20).  I asked them why they were in class late Friday afternoon and they collectively groaned.  All of them have Saturday classes, too. At the end of class I gave them a full review and they had to answer the following questions (See if you can):

 

1. How many British colonies were there in North America in the 1700s?

2. Name the four most populous.

3. Why was one named Georgia?

4. In what year did the American Revolution begin?

5. What was the Continental Congress?

6. What was the significance of July 4, 1776?

7. Who was the main author of the Declaration of Independence?

8. What were the Articles of Confederation?

9. Under the Articles, which had more power, the national government or the states?

10. Where did the Constitutional Convention meet?

11. Who was its chairman?

12. What kind of government did the Constitution create?

13. What is a federal government?

14. Who was the “Father of the Constitution?”

15. Name the three branches of the federal government.

16. What is the primary function of each?

17. Name the two houses of Congress.

18. How many members does the Senate have? Why?

19. How many years is the term of a Senator.

20. Name three Senators. (Hint: Two are running for president and one is married to a former president.)

21. How many members does the House of Representatives have?

22. What is the number that each state has based on?

23. How many Representatives does Mississippi have?

24. How many years is the term of a Representative?

25. How many years is the term of the President?

26. How many terms can a President serve?

27. Can a President be removed from office?

28. Has this ever been done?

29. What is the highest court in the U.S.?

30. How many justices are on that court?

31. What is the term of a justice on that court?

32. Who appoints justices to the court?

33. Which branch of Congress must approve those appointments?

34. How can the Constitution be changed or added to?

35. What are the first ten amendments called?

36. List at least five rights given to Americans in the first ten amendments.

 

At the end of class I had them stand, raise their right hands, and state that they had passed my course in American government.  I then declared them honorary Americans. 

 

If you could not answer at least 30 questions, you are a dishonorary American and have to go back to high school.  Make that junior high.  Sometimes I think it would be a good thing to give potential voters a ten-question quiz on basic American government when they enter voting places.  If they can’t answer seven correctly, they don’t get to vote.  We could also try the old Chip Reynolds method.  He claimed that he gave students 20 bonus points if they didn’t vote and 30 if they didn’t even register.  (I think this is a myth.)

 

Saturday at 12:30 I had the second-year law students.  There were about one-fourth as many as in the first-year class, so the rate of attrition must be high.  Like the history and language students, they seemed very interested and attentive and asked some good questions, even though a couple took phone calls.

 

Next week: Teaching a “regular” class.