Monday, February 23, 2015

Hozier performing "Take Me To Church" Live on KCRW

Hozier "Take Me To Church" Lyrics

My lover's got humor
She's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshipped her sooner
If the Heavens ever did speak
She is the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
'We were born sick,' you heard them say it
 My church offers no absolutes
She tells me 'worship in the bedroom'
The only heaven I'll be sent to Is when I'm alone with you
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
Amen. Amen. Amen. Amen.

Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
And good God, let me give you my life

If I'm a pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
To keep the Goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
To drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That's a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We've a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
And good God, let me give you my life

Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life.

No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean
Oh. Amen. Amen. Amen

Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

Songwriters: BYRNE, ANDREW HOZIER

Birdman or (the Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance)

Birdman is the best movie I've seen since in a long long time. We watched it a few hours before the Oscars on Amazon Instant Videos/ Prime. This film hit all the right notes for me, starting with the first drum beat from the jazzy score by Antonio Sanchez. And the first image of Michael Keaton levitating while doing a yoga pose. Cinematography by Emmanuel Lubezki. Of course I could relate to and appreciate more all the backstage behind-the-scenes work of a Broadway theater having worked as a theatrical sound technician for over 12 years.

It is a retelling of the Icarus myth. At the beginning of the movie, there's a shot of a flaming comet (Birdman) falling through the sky. Icarus (Riggan) has flown to close to the sun (Fame), and plummets back to earth (has-been career-wise). By the end of the movie, Riggan (Icarus) becomes famous again (but not too famous), and re-discovers his ability to fly, both figuratively (as an actor) and literally. In a nutshell, the entire film is an exploration of Man's ego.

I totally did not expect it to win the Oscar for Best Picture of 2015. I also saw Boyhood and The Grand Budapest Hotel and thought that either one of those two would win for sure. This year's Oscar was the usual SnoozeFest, I went to bed when Jennifer Hudson started singing yet another sappy sentimental ballad. So many musical numbers this year and as it often is, the best ones never get nominated.

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Ice-mageddon, Snow-pocalypse 2015

The aftermath of SnowJam 2015 in Atlanta. Total devastation & destruction by .25 inch of  H2O.

Thursday, January 01, 2015

Happy Hangover Day AKA New Year!

It is the first day of the new year. As we say Adios, Sayonara, Au Revoir, Farewell, Auf Wiedersehen, Ciao, Zai Jian, Totsiens, Shalom, Namaste and Aloha to 2014, please join me in celebrating 2015 and the upcoming 50th anniversary of:
  1. The University of California at Santa Cruz, my alma mater.
  2. The film The Sound of Music.
  3. Gatorade.
  4. The maple leaf on the Canadian flag.
  5. The Voting Rights Act of 1965.
  6. The Social Security Act establishing Medicaid and Medicare.
  7. The Grateful Dead first performance in San Francisco.
  8. The first Ford Mustang
  9. Arlo Guthrie's Alice's Restaurant
  10. The births of Robert Downey Jr., Dr. Dre, Chris Rock, Brooke Shields, Bjork & yours truly.

I will start this photo*a*day project on my Facebook page.  (DailyPic: Day 1)


Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Wishes for a new year

"Be kind to yourself in the year ahead. 
Remember to forgive yourself, and to forgive others. It's too easy to be outraged these days, so much harder to change things, to reach out, to understand.
Try to make your time matter: minutes and hours and days and weeks can blow away like dead leaves, with nothing to show but time you spent not quite ever doing things, or time you spent waiting to begin.
Meet new people and talk to them. Make new things and show them to people who might enjoy them. 
Hug too much. Smile too much. And, when you can, love."   
                                                                                       New Year's wishes from Neil Gaiman

OK, maybe not so much with the meeting new people and hugging them. 
I'm more than fine with the rest.

Nu Year's Eva


Monday, December 29, 2014

Reason for the Season

Say hello to my little family in Union City, CA

The interwebs

Funniest thing I've read on the internet today:



come to think of it, I've never ever met an atheist at a funeral. 
I've also never been to a funeral where the dead person was going to hell.

Thursday, December 04, 2014

People Are Strange

While eating lunch in the Cafeteria today I jotted down a list of Types of teachers that I see walking around the school:
  1. The Show-off
  2. The Sick Puppy
  3. The Whiner
  4. The Zombie
  5. The Know-it-all
  6. The Clueless
  7. The I-Don't-Give-a-Flying-Fig Veteran
  8. The Smiler
  9. The Boss Wanna-Be 
  10. The Neat Freak
  11. The Fashionista
  12. The Robot
  13. The Whisperer
  14. The Ol' Yeller/ Screamer
  15. The Sheep
  16. The Debbie Downer
  17. The Brown Noser
  18. The Geekster
  19. The Hipster
  20. The Stalker
  21. The Multi-tasker
  22. The Sharp-Dresser
  23. The Slob
  24. The Roller Coaster
  25. The BadAss
  26. The Zen Master  
Of course you can be more than one single type of teacher. I am a hybrid of types number 19 & 26.  Maybe #25 too, but definitely not 20.  No, not a stalker at all!  Although one of my hobbies is observing and listening to people around me. I pay attention and watch them to see what they might do next when they think no one is looking.

Heathen's Greetings

I do not come to work at school on Saturdays because:

a) It's against my religion.
b) I'm allergic to nonsense.
c) I'm busy with reading homework.
d) I have to attend a Professional Learning Seminar in Maine.
e) I am going to Breakfast with Satan instead.
f) All of the above.
g) None of your business.

Saturday, November 22, 2014

Schadenfreude

Slick Billy, Doctor of Education

For years and years I couldn't stand that phony holier-than-thou Yuppy faux-intellectual clean-cut white-washed bland so-called witty comedy shtick of the Coz, Bill Cosby. I could sense some creepy dirty perversion beneath all the B.S. of Dr. Huxtable, America's Dad.  Isn't it ironic that while Doctor Bill was busy telling young African-Americans to pull their pants up that he did not have control over his own Fat Albert? Hey hey hey!

But anyways, rape is not a joke and it was never funny. Especially to those women. Dr. Cosby does not seem to know to definition of "innuendo."  It really is about the abuse of power and the hypocrisy of it all.  You got to practice what you preach young man.

People with their hats on backward, pants down around the crack, isn't that a sign of something? Or are you waiting for Jesus to pull his pants up? Isn't it a sign of something when she has her dress all the way up and got all type of needles going through her body? 
We as black folks have to do a better job. Someone working at Wal-Mart with seven kids, you are hurting us. We have to start holding each other to a higher standard. 
We cannot blame the white people any longer.
 Dr. Bill Cosby
Ph.D. in Education




Saturday, November 01, 2014

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Stop the Gun Nuts!

Yesterday was the 87th school shooting incident since Newtown. It was the 75th time since Sandy Hook and the 39th shooting this year.   It's sad that we just recognize and thank our school teachers during "Teacher Appreciation Week" and when something like this happens.

          I propose we do these things instead of praying:

  • Spend more time creating art, writing and making music.
  • Get a pet and take care of it.
  • Read.
  • Go play outside.
  • Start charging $99.99 for each bullet. Guns are still allowed everywhere but you got to wear a ten-gallon cowboy hat whenever you carry a weapon. If you don't you go straight to jail.  It's the law!
  • Stop glorifying and obsessing over these death machines AKA guns.

Thursday, September 25, 2014

Apology letter



9/25/2014

Dear Mr. N,

Sorry that we were acting up in your Art class room. We are sorry we always got you mad.
We will not do that again. So sorry!

Sincerely,

Daniel G.


Monday, September 15, 2014

My Ten Essential Books


  1. The Catcher in the Rye- J.D. Salinger
  2. Fight Club- Chuck Palahniuk
  3. 1984- George Orwell
  4. Slaughterhouse-Five- Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.
  5. Born To Run- Christopher McDougal
  6. Generation X- Douglas Coupland
  7. Brain Droppings- George Carlin
  8. Tenth of December- George Saunders
  9. Walden- Henry David Thoreau
  10. American Gods- Neil Gaiman                


Tuesday, September 09, 2014

Professionalism

These are my Ten Commandments of Teaching.

Thou shall...
1. First Do No Harm.
2. Be passionate & enthusiastic.
3. Enjoy your time with the kids.
4. Make it fun.
5. Lighten the eff up!
6. Be prepared.
7. Be flexible.
8. Get over yourself and not take it personally.
9. Embrace the suck.
10. Be Kind.

Be professional isn't even in my top 10 priorities.
Why are we so overly concerned and obsessed with professionalism? Our job is one of the roughest jobs anywhere. Every day many of us go do it to the best of your ability with a smile and a positive attitude. To me "professionalism" is a corporate code word for compliance and blind allegiance to a business model of operation. We direct, you follow. Must resist this mindless one size fits all stupid conformity.

In other news, tonight was RunStreak Day 291.
Ran under a beautiful big bright shiny full moon at 10 PM. Much cooler and less humid.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

The Vent

Teachers are responsible for all of their students' test scores. Even when we are on maternity leave.

In other news, I'm still streaking. It's Day 270. 

Tuesday, August 05, 2014

MCA's 50th Birthday



Intergalactic, planetary, planetary Intergalactic (4x)

Another dimension, another dimension (6X)

Well, now, don't you tell me to smile
You stick around I'll make it worth your while
Like numbers beyond what you can dial
Maybe it's because were so versatile
Style, profile I said
It always brings me back when I hear Wu child
From the Hudson river out to the Nile
I run the Marathon to the very last mile
Well, if you battle me I feel revile
People always sayin' my style is wild
You've got gaul, you've got guile
If you step to me I'm going to rap full file
If you wanna battle you're in denial
Comin' from Uranus to check my style
Go ahead with my rhymes I'll trial
Cast you off into exile

Intergalactic, planetary, planetary Intergalactic
Intergalactic, planetary, planetary Intergalactic
Jazz and Awol, that's our team
Step inside the party, disrupt the whole scene
When it comes to beats, well, I'm a fiend
I'd like my sugar with coffee and cream
Well, I gotta keep it going keep it going full steam
Too sweet to be sour too nice to be mean
With the tough guy style I'm not too keen
Trying to change the world, I'm going to plot and scheme
Mario C likes to keep it clean
Goin' to shine like a sunbeam
Keep on rappin, 'coz that's my dream
Thank Mo D for sticking to the beats
Now when it comes to envy y'all is green
Jealous of the rhyme and the rhyme routine
Another dimension, new galaxy

Intergalactic planetary
Intergalactic, planetary, planetary Intergalactic (4X)

Were from the family tree of old school hip-hop
Kick off your shoes and relax your socks
Your rhymes are spread just like a pox
'Coz the music is loud like an electric shock
I am known to do the wop
Also known for the Flintstone Flop
Tammy D gets biz on the crops
Beastie Boys known to let the beat, mmm, drop
Now when I wrote graffiti my name was Slop
If I rap soup my beats is stock
Step from the table when I start to chop
I'm the lumberjack D.J Ad Rock
If you try to knock me you'll get mopped
I'll stir fry you in my wok
Your knees start shakin' and your fingers pop
Like a pinch on the neck from Mr. Spock
Intergalactic, planetary, planetary Intergalactic (4x)

Another dimension, another dimension (6X)

Do it

Saturday, August 02, 2014

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Stuff White People Say to Asians


One time someone pronounced my last name: N...nig..ger..wen.  True story!

Sunday, July 13, 2014

12 Years a Teacher

12 Years a Teacher (2002-2014)

Soundtrack by Nina Simone: Sinnerman 

(Run, Sinner, Run)




Tuesday, July 08, 2014

Lake Tahoe 2014


   Doanh,                    Phuong,           Thy,             (me) Dung,             Dien





Sunday, June 29, 2014

Go Dutch

          ORANGE IS THE NEW BLACK.                   HUP HOLLAND HUP!