Froggy Bottom Cafe ~ Happy Hour
George Is Your Bartender ~ FM Is Napping
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May the 4’s be with you
Who wants a beer. I hear it goes good with stale toast.
I need something that goes well with a granola bar and Effexor.
I’ve been looking for the samething myself. When you find it let me know. 🙂
Today was my shrink’s last day before he moves. I cried. What a pussy I am.
So give me 27 of whatever you’re having.
OK I have 27 cans of chocolate frosting. 🙂
Chocolate. Oh, you probably meant something alcoholic. OK.
Chocolate pudding shots.
Hi Kidspeak. I can live with that. 🙂
Do you still have some chocolate hidden from Halloween?
No. Do you?
You found mine and you know it. Confess. It’s good for the soul.
You, talking about the soul? I don’t accept religious talk from lapsed Pres’s.
And it wasn’t your candy, anyway.
I noticed you were eating Tootsie Rolls when I picked you up today anyway.
This is a ridiculous way to communicate given that you are two feet away!
It is a silly way to us to communicate, but I’m counting on peer pressure to coerce you into sharing the last Hersey’s mini-bars.
THe granola bar was dipped in dark chocolate, so now I’m in search of a salt high.
wouldn’t be easier to stock up on chocolate-covered pretzels?
No – that would only count as sweet. After that I’d need Doritos or a dill pickle or something. It’s all very complicated. 🙂
Maybe chocolate cover anchovies?
You are so practical. Now I’m craving chocolate covered pretzels.
Hi Mary. I didn’t get to say congrats. to you.
Hi FM. It’s better this way. I’m more awake and better able to enjoy it. 🙂
Well here’s a Yaaaa Hoooo for you. 🙂
Matt Blunt. Even though my kids would think his name is cool – who wouldn’t want the name Blunt? – it sounds like he’s one of those ‘life begins at penetration’ guys?
I see you clicked through. There are many reasons he’s a disaster. But I liked this one best.
Sorry about your therapist 🙁
It’s really quite ironic considering one of the things we were working on is me not trusting men. 🙂
I think he felt terrible but I broke the tension by bringing up “What About Bob”.
What’s “What About Bob”?
A stupidly entertaining movie with Bill Murray where he follows his shrink, Richard Dreyfuss, into his personal life and becomes like a member of the family.
OK now I remember. Got your bags packed. 🙂
Nope. But he could have made it easier on me by not wearing his lavender shirt. He looks too cute and comfortable in his masculinity. Because who really would wear lavender?
Good question. 🙂
A fearless real man.
Hey everyone … Congrats on the big win … 🙂
Hi Olivia. Been overworked lately. 🙂
If you make him feel bad enough — maybe HE’LL need to talk to a therapist. Perfect revenge 🙂
So if he talks to himself, does he get therapy for free?
Nope. Shrinks are quite happy to charge other shrinks for their time. Some make their entire career being shrinks for shrinks.
Doesn’t sound to economical. I guess watching Dr. Phil would be out of the question huh. 😉
He’s better than I expected him to be (he’s actually got some qualifications, unlike snake oil saleswomen like “Dr. Laura” whose degree is in English or physiology or some such.)
But the least expensive thing is to go to a training clinic of a good doctoral program in clinical psychology. UAB has one, also UA in Tuskatighta (I love calling UA’s home town that name, since my days of living in the shadow of the Vulcan in B’ham.) Those places usually have a sliding fee scale . . . and ours, for example, DOES get used by a shrink or two for their own therapy!
UAB does have a lot of good clinics. I go there to see my Neurologist for my migraines. B’ham is still the big city to me. 🙂
Oh, me too. I grew up in a town of about 8,000 people. B’ham was enormous to me.
Where I grew up in the Delta I lived about 15 miles from a town with a pop. of about 47. When we moved to AL the town has 4000. I thought I’m finally in a metropolis. 🙂
for the lady craving salt. It’s on my tan.
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Two beers, please, hold the granola bar and the Effexor.
On the second thought, I take the effexor.
That’s ——>”I’ll take the effexor.” I wish I could type.
Two beers and two keg in reserve.
How’re ya doing Teach?
Well, I slept about 11 hours last night, so I feel almost alive. I’m not in shape for the all-nighters anymore. I had another day of wrestling with the fourth -graders in my 3rd/4th grade class. It is really sad. They are struggling with subtraction that requires regrouping. This is a 2nd grade skill. They are still doing this:
160 I’d go into why they make this error,
– 79 but it’s not as interesting to most people
119 as it is to me. It’s sad that they have so
little understanding of numbers, especially place value.
Basta! More beers, and quickly, barkeep!!
Do you suppose that’s the first subtraction problem in the history of the cafe?
You know … I can’t do math in my head. But even I know to ball park it to see if I’m approximately right. And if you take 80 away from 60 — you’re not going to get 19.
OK I’ve humored you — NO MORE MATH in the cafe.
I agree. My head hurts and I feel like an 8 year old.
Wait. Is that problem wrong? 🙂
No more math, and the next round’s on me.
So will I be adding or subtracting the next round? 🙂
Add beer, subtract from tab.
The keg holds 5 gallons of beer. FM, Maryb, Second Nature, Kidspeak,Teach313, and AndiF are in the lounge. If each pond dweller has a 16-oz mug, how many beers must they drink before George has to go and get a new keg?
I am staying away from Measurement problems in the light of Second Nature’s info about Effexor. I still have my pride.
Here’s the thing I hate about math word problems. They always assume knowledge that is NOT mathematical. How many ounces in a gallon is NOT a math concept. It is simply a fact. Why you would have to memorize this fact for MATH class as opposed to Home Ec. or biology or phsyics is beyond me. Why you have to memorize it at all when you can always LOOK IT UP is also beyond me.
The answer is that there are plenty of kegs in back and George is on top of things as always. So don’t worry, there will be plenty of beer.
You must have been really pissed when you had to memorize multiplication tables.
You mean people didn’t always use calculators?
I don’t let my kids use the words “Times tables” and we never use them. But more beer and less math.
More beer coming up. George has been falling down on the job.
No, I liked multiplication tables. Those are the building blocks of math. The basic “how to do math” that schools should teach.
I don’t think that gallons/ounces/ etc. are math. They are just facts. Facts that you often use math on, but still just facts. And yet they are ALWAYS on math tests. So students who could easily do the math if they knew those facts don’t get it right. Students who, in real life, would just look it up and do fine are penalized.
A student who looks up how many ounces are in a gallon and then comes up with the WRONG answer is the student with the math problem. A student that could easily come up with the correct answer if allowed to look up the FACT of how many ounces are in a gallon does NOT have a math problem.
Mary, relax. The case you laid out is exactly why I ask my kids to show me their work. I look at how they got their answer, not just the answer. No multiple choice, no fill in the blank. The first case you mention does mean the child needs help. By looking at how he or she arrived at the wrong answer, I would know were to begin helping them. If someone gets the wrong answer, because of a factual error, but the calculation on that factual error is correct, I give them credit and then show them were to go find the correct facts. I used google to find a site to convert 5 gals to liters, for example. Is there a particular math teacher that tortured you mercilessly?
Oh, FM, I do recommend that some of my slowest students, the ones who simply can not understand place value, to use a calculator and learn to use estimation and the calculator together. (That’s not to say you remind me of my slowest students.)
I would have if I had ever been on one of your classes. Math was never my strong point. Actually I can’t remember any class that was ever my strong point. 😉
when they find that you are making a good point and they suddenly don’t want to continue the debate. I think it means that THEY are tense about it.
I’m perfectly relaxed. I’m a lawyer, arguing is my life. I could probably equally argue your point if someone would take my side of the argument for a while. It often upsets my friends who are nonconfrontational by nature. It’s why I usually don’t show that side of myself in the cafe.
I think you probably didn’t mean to say “relax” but meant to say that you don’t want to argue about it any more.
So Mary you’re saying you’re conforntational by nature? Where’s the sweet Mary I know?
No, Mary, I said relax because I wanted you to relax. I like you and enjoy talking with you. You are smart and very funny. I respect you too much not to say what I think. I realize that you argue for a living and I suspect you are inclined that way by nature and nurture. I recognize that because I am also am one who enjoys an argument and does back away from them. I am not tense about this argument. This is an area I know very well, I’ve given it a great deal of thought and have a lot of practical experience as well. Frankly, you wouldn’t be able to argue it as well as I can.
I said, relax, because within the limitations of internet communication, I thought I had upset you over something that started out as an off-hand answer to FM’s question about my day. I’m happy to continue the argument, if you really care about it. I’d do that because I like the topic and I like you. But I don’t want to continue the argument if is upsetting you because of something tangentially related that I am not aware of.
OK, this would be a time when reading facial expressions, body language, and tone of voice, would help.
I just thought of something else. I was a clumsy child until my co-ordination caught up with my height. My mother would always say “Be careful” to me whenever I carried anything. I still can not stand to be told to “Be careful.” I hope my “relax” statement didn’t hit a nerve for you like “Be careful” does for me.
I don’t hate math THAT much. 🙂
I considered this argument a way to pass the time – arguing about something that I consider fairly irrelevant. After all, I’m not in school and I don’t have kids in school, so what does it matter to me? That’s probably why I allowed myself to argue so forcefully in the café – because it was about nothing important to me. But of course it IS important to you, since it’s what you do. I apologize and I’m sorry if I upset you.
I’ve been spending a lot of time lately with people from work and political people all of whom would rather argue than anything else in the world. It’s a way of intellectual bonding, I suppose. And I love it. But I forgot where I was.
Hey, you were worried that you upset me, and I was worried I upset you – sounds like the intellectual bonding took place. You are right, though, I do care deeply about this because behind this argument are the hundreds of Black kids living in poverty that I’ve taught who are way behind in 3rd and 4th grade. I know the bleak future they face and there is damn little I and my school can do for them.
“I am also am one who enjoys an argument and does not back away from them.”
I don’t want to quibble with a lawyer (you’re off the clock, right?), but you are right and wrong. The number of ounces in a gallon isn’t a math concept, but measurement, including the calculating ounces in a gallon, is a math concept. In my class, I would have given the students hints, such as 16 oz in a pint, 2 pints in a quart, 4 quarts in a gal. This is essentially a multiplication or division problem with a subtraction twist. It makes them think. And, yes, they complain as much as you did. “That’s bold,” is a common complaint, accompanied by much eye-rolling.
(In class, I would have used metric measures, but I didn’t want to thrown out of the lounge, or confuse George when he had to get the new 18.93 l keg.)
Now, e-mail me you address and I’ll have Peapod deliver a case of chocolate covered pretzels to make up for my bringing up this whole subtraction thing anyway. I should have locked it away for the night in the teacher part of my brain.
You had no idea what can of worms you were opening with me 🙂
You have hit upon a key childhood parental issue — my dad was a math teacher. We had these arguments all the time. and he was always WRONG.
How many beers in a 6 pack?
not enough 😉
Couldn’t have answered that better myself. 🙂
Is that from the State of Alabama Math Test?
Not sure, I think it’s higher math. 😉
Of course he was wrong — he was a parent.
My question about did you have a Math teacher who hounded you mercilessly (see up the thread) crossed with your comment about your Dad. Some math teachers are extremely inflexible. These the algorithmatists. They teach how to do problems. First this, then this, then this, and so on. That’s not me. My mind doesn’t work that way. I love to find patterns and change and different ways to get the answer. That’s what I try to teach my kids. I want them to love math because it is full of beauty. I don’t do drill and kill. I do solve the puzzle, make connections, and see the patterns.
Hey, how about those Blues? Too bad you lost Pronger. I wonder what would happen if Pronger had Matt Blunt lined up as Blunt was coming up ice along the boards at full speed? There’s a hit I’d pay to see.
is my dad’s birthday. So I called him. Thanks 😉
(We didn’t talk math.)
Happy B’day to Dad, Mary.
Henceforth, this will be known as Karl Rove’s The MATH<sup>TM</sup>. It will become part of the NCLB standards so this leftist election mischief never happens again. Your students are on the leading edge.
Faith-based math? I believe the answer is 119, Mr.Teach. Then you must correct, son, for I may not question someone’s beliefs.
It has some rather, um, deflating consequences that you might not like.
Don’t tell him about those, let him find out.
What a cruel surprise.
A surpirse none the less.
So does the beer!
Yeah but after enough beer will you remember?
looks you evaded the lilliputians and their glue sticks.
Yeah, I got through the day. The glue sticks were kept in the closet. The games and activities where in full use. I should say the games were thinking games – Set, Stack, Fou Math, Coda, Blokus, Flip 4, Zoob Car Designer Kit, Checkers, and Mancala.
Go to Mindware if you’re curious or want interesting ideas for presents for kids.
I’ve got to start dinner.
Back in awhile.
like everybody went with you.
Or maybe they all went to buy chocolate-covered pretzels.
We’re here but it’s trash night, so we’ve got some hauling to do. We’ll be back ina few minutes.
we need to go to the recycling center but I’m saving it for weekend excitement.
It’s heavy house-cleaning for us.
Did that today. Brothers, sister-in-laws, nephews and nieces will be here tomorrow to mess it all up again.
Since you have experience, why not come and clean our place tonight?
Nope. By tomorrow night I’ll have to start cleaning again. Somethings just never end.
evening Froggies!!!! Just stopping in to let everyone kn ow I think I am finally on the way to recovery from the flu.. Still cougghing but no fever in over 24 hours!!!!
Excellent! For a full recovery, I prescribe hot tea, chicken soup, and snuggling with the diva dogs.
Good to hear. I agree with Andy, it’s rest time for you, kiddo. Get into bed, now! Tie a basket around one of the Diva Dogs necks, and send ’em out to get you a pizza. Relax, rest, and kill the flu, but good.
Glad to hear you’re feeling better Refinish.
Did anybody just see a 24/7 cafe go by. I would have sworn I just submitted one.
Back in a minute.
I wasn’t paying attention because I’m watching CSI. Hope you find it 🙂
Froggy Bottom 24/7 Cafe here