Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Things I Cannot Change

Oye...ambulances are NOT very green...I have to just look away.

9 comments:

MUD said...

Mom worked in Central Supply for a hospital in Wichita prior to the day of disposable stuff. She would work an autoclave for hours setting up trays of sterile stuff. I'm not sure if I want green or sterile. In the long run I'm not sure what the cost difference is. Change what you can, accept the things you can's and have the god given sense to know the difference. MUD

Kathy said...

Yeah, but the sense is the hardest part for some people! ha ha

Now, about those gay unborn baby whales getting nuked...

joker said...

HHAHA...

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http://1jokeaday.blogspot.com

Anonymous said...

but the good news is...that in the paper this morning, i read that verizon wireless amphitheater is reclaiming it's rightful name...SANDSTONE...and will be going GREEN!!! gb

MUD said...

What's the deal? I tried to read Kathy's Blog and it said I wasn't invited to go to hell! Joker's blog didn't have anything available so same same. Aren't blogs to be read? MUD

Jenn said...

Kathy doesn't have a blog and I got on the joker just fine...

MUD said...

When I click on Joker's name all I get is no profile available. Normally it takes me to a profile and from there I go to the person's blog. MUD

Jenn said...

you have to cut and paste the link provided.
Today's joke was pretty funny.

Kathy said...

Kathy doesn't have a blog? What the hell? Maybe someday I'll take the time.

I could post the weird, ramdom, maddening things that happen in school.

Like when I asked Anthony, "What's the word on the street?" and he just looked at me and said, "Hunh?" I grinned.

Like when I heard a middle school teacher say to a kid, "You have friends?" I cringed.

Like when I saw a tiny blond child in the office being interviewed by a friendly looking woman obviously from SRS. I sighed.

Like when a teacher said she didn't like the parentheses I used in a math lesson and shouldn't we draw a box around it or something? I cringed again.

Like when the high school basketball player had a seizure in the hallway in front of our elementary kids. I closed the blinds. We talked about it. Briefly. She's okay. The seizures are stress induced. Go figure.

There weren't, thankfully, any gay unborn whales being nuked today at school.