Sans Everything

All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the canon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
(As You Like It, 2. 7. 139-167)

This...this is something about which I have much to say. But, I am so very sleepy right now. I shall venture to explore tomorrow.

Avocado and Turkey Wrap

I don't know how it happened, but I am living in filth.

Well, I think I know how it happened. I am unfocused, undisciplined, and lazy. And, the writer's strike occurred giving me no reason to clean each week for people coming over.

Yes, it dawned on me tonight.

The deletion of new television ruined my life.

:-)

I jest. (Even though I know that is when I stopped cleaning and shopping...)

I am simply drowning. I hate it. I don't know why I can't pull myself out of the water, or at least get someone to help me. I know the answers. I am just not heeding them. And then I complain. Urgh.

But, there is nothing wrong with my life. I have no terrible mishaps or worries. I have stresses that I didn't foresee, and I have a lot on my plate, but in reality, things should be just fine.

So, I will keep swimming.

I will wait for the sun to shine.

I will kick a little harder.

Cause hey, I went grocery shopping tonight. That has to stand for something, right?

Right.

Antwon (Antwoin, Antwone, Antwoine...) Died. May he rest in peace.

I think that I have been waiting a long while to write a post about my thoughts on the decay of the human mind, but it is Friday, I have to go to the license branch (UGH), and I would rather just say that laughing after school today was the best feeling I have had in a long while.

I LOVE when people laugh together.
Happy Weekend.

Antwon might be dead.

So, maybe I missed the memo on how to be an adult, but I am just not that good at it. I can handle lots of responsibilities, but when it comes to adult stuff, stuff that parents took care of when you were younger, I am simply lacking in the areas of knowledge and follow-through. Maybe some kids get these lessons from their moms and dads. Maybe some kids seek out the answers on their own. Maybe some kids are quicker learners than I. Maybe some kids make it to adulthood and just somehow have it all down.

But, my guess is that some don't. I bet I am not in the minority.

There should be a class. Seriously. Get professionals to come in. Give kids a class on adult stuff. A class that teaches that which might not make it into the average academic track, but one that is no less important than algebra or history. Don't dumb it down. Make it INCREDIBLY relevant. We can't have generations of people like me running around. Seriously.

What will be taught? Here are my initial ideas, in particular order:

1. Basic car maintenance. (Students will learn to change oil, change tires, know what makes what work so they don't end up sounding like idiots when they talk to mechanics, etc.)

2. The basics on buying a car and a house. What is most important? How do you avoid being scammed?

3. Financial planning. What do all those IRAs and 403s mean? How do you prepare for your future in a responsible way? Where is the best place to invest? What are your options? How do you deal with paying off school loans?

4. Basic plumbing. Can you fix a stopped up drain or a toilet bowl leak? Simple stuff. You should be skilled in such.

5. Basic carpentry and work with tools. Can you build simple pieces of furniture? Can you use a wrench correctly?

6. Preparing for a family. Smart (but not controversial, of course) ways to help teenagers think about what it takes to be a husband/wife (oh wait, we are already controversial here) and/or what constitutes good parenting. (I said this was my ideal list, okay?)

7. Job and career building. REAL-LIFE help and facilitating about picking a career and/or interview skills, etc.

8. Stress-management.

9. Living a balanced life...eating right, exercising, balancing work with fun, etc.

10. I don't really have a number 10, but I hate lists that end on odd numbers. So, we will just add budgeting to the list and/or dealing with insurance. :-)


This would be highly beneficial, and if anyone wants to teach me about 1-5, I would greatly appreciate it.