Wednesday, December 5, 2007

What tech time meant...

High school tech time meant only one thing to me.
SNOOD!!! one of those silly little video games where you are shooting similar shaped objects at a wall of other differently shaped object to try and get three matching connecting thus making them dissappear until all of the wall was gone. This was what my limited tech time was. Playing snood, needless to say i did not have a lot of tech time..... which is probably just as well because there was never a time where i was taught about the benefits of actual technology like word processor secrets, or decent research techniques. perhaps with some more education about technology i would have been able to get more out of my tech time than snood, but as it was, tech time in high school meant it was time to snood it up.

Blog on Technology

So what has technology done for teaching: Good or bad??
Well it is helpful by making more information more accessable, right at our fingertips
But on the negative aspect plagarism and poor research tactics are easier.
It makes writing papers more convienent with word processors and all that
But it does not make the writing better, and often gets students to rely on spell checker.
It allows presentations to be more entertaining than just a teacher lecturing
But that does not mean that the powerpoint (etc) will stay entertaining for the kids.
It gives us a chance to blog and write while in class
But it gives us a chance to check emails, play games, and goof off quietly in class.

Technology in the classroom has been both a blessing and a curse, no matter the way you feel about it technology is going to continue to adapt and change in the classroom, teachers need to be ready and willing to adapt and change with it.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

picture poem slam

Uncle needs to shave his beard:
Every year he comes to visit
and every year it gets bigger
Always with the hug and kiss
never with the shave and cut
I cannot help but question
does food get stuck in it?
do birds nest there?
does it keep his neck warm?
is he ashamed of his chin?
I love my uncle dearly
but Uncle needs to shave his beard!

original poem

Heres my poem y'all used:

Cut in the Endzone, I know I can
Run run run leap reach
catch him despite him being taller man
life is stilled, grass looks like a beach
close, very close maybe he'll drop
body sweat leaving me damp
noonday flight, he came out on top
curse my legs and that bad cramp...

rewritten, ripped poem

Why is there so much anger
Security of home is now gone
You hide there in specs
While I am from antiques and candles
I am from family and friends
and pictures in every room
I'm not told no
and in that death what may rise to live

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Weekend to Friends:

Damn them. Damn their negative 18 rushing yards. Fuck them for sucking ass on a game they shouldve easily managed, and fuck them for me still loving them and expecting them to make a playoff run. Oh was that an ugly game, dammit it was just upsetting, ruined my weekend... bastards.... at least Roy got me huge fantasy points, but id rather have a fucking "W" oh wellguess ill just get over it and move on to the week, gonna be a crappy week though, this stuff always affects me more than it should

not to sound like a toper (thank you crossword puzzles!) but lets go get a drink

Monday, November 12, 2007

My Weekend to my professor....

Dear Professor,

This weekend was ruined all because of sunday afternoon. Most sundays this semester have been fairly good, in fact id say 6 out of the past 8 weekends have been great. And why, because the Lions were 6-2 heading into the weekend against an inferior Arizona Cardinals team. Sure normal people dont let their moods and weekends be defined by the performance of a sporting event, but i guess im not that normal of a person. Friday and Saturday were standard normal weekend days, hanging with friends and causing small amounts of trouble. But sunday, oh sunday, the day of rest and the day where i can relax, enjoy a good game of football and end the day with alittle homework and planning for the upcoming week. But this sunday, oh this cursed sunday, that crappy game ruined any good notion or feeling for school work and concentration. Well thats what i did this weekend.

Sincerely,
Dave Mandrick