Seth K. Thomas

I have never been a fan of roasts. I don't really get them. I guess it's funny to talk mad smack about a person and they sit there and take it? I guess it's a chance to give somebody the business? I don't know what the appeal of it is. But also to go so far as to have writers for a roast so that the person delivering the jokes isn't even connected enough to have their own jokes about the person; that's even more weird to me. Like I would sit and have my homeboys bag on me for hours cause ultimately, I know it'll be based on shared experiences and the undertone is love. But a stranger, with a writer? A writer that don't know me? What are you going to say? And how could it possibly relate to me except for it to be based on stereotypes that one would think are associated with me. I saw a clip of a roast battle and the two didn't know each other at all and so all the jokes were based on race and outward appearance. It was trash in my opinion and the targ...

So, clearly, I'm at one a month with my weblog. This is ridiculous. I have to do better. But what I'm not going to do is make every post about my bad blogging habits so moving on... I have been substitute teaching these last few weeks and I have been reminded why I swore I would never teach again. I have done way more behavior management that teaching and because of my commitment to not yelling at children, I have softly and politely said "please sit down" more times in two weeks than I have in five years.  I get it. I remember me in middle school and I was a nightmare. I think back now to those teachers I had and feel so bad. Back then, I thought they were old as heck but I know that they were just young adults trying to do their job and every day they had to come to work and deal this little a-hole. I think the major difference between me and the kids I'm managing right now is that I did my work. I was an A student who misbehaved. These are D students misbehavin...