Special hell and kiwi

Looking back hindsight being twenty/twenty and all. But how long ago it was is inversely proportional to how bad it was. And then a special friend (the only one that would understand the title.) reminded me. No kiwis, or strawberries, unless it is in a drink with a little tequila. And then it was hives. Complaining about the hives but saying how good the drink was. Every time offering food and getting asked, "What is in it?" "Poison, duh. It is a hamburger. There is ground up cow meat, ground up tomatoes that have been salted, with two layers of bread. If they offend you I could pick off the sesame seeds but most leave them on." "That's not funny Brandon." "It is a little." "giggle" (Amanda giggling from her room where she went to take shelter away from the storm)

I have been having to dance like Ali staying away from the special hell. Reserved for two types of people, people who talk at the theater and them others... It is bad when they are trying to make you sweat. Can't show it, must act innocent, not hear the things that I hear, push them all out and accept that all I am doing tonight is homework. Maybe a lesson plan, but not even glancing at special hell. When they have that little knowing smile with the slightly raised eyebrow like they are daring you to read more into it. But like always I stand strong.

OK on with some things that might be understandable.

Yay math night. Last night my school hosted a math night where parents could come in and take a look at the program. I was the head teacher on the lesson for math night. YAY. Only they didn't give me the lesson that we were teaching until two minutes before the thing started. Didn't get through anything because they kept asking questions. Which was good because I had no idea how I was going to get a bunch of adults to follow me learning an advanced algebra lesson. I was at the school until eight and then came home just in time for dinner. Chicken and rice, it is really good with garlic salt.

Then I watched Ken Shamrock get killed by Tito Ortiz. I really thought that Shamrock would have put up a better fight than that. I mean it was barely two minutes into the first round when he got knocked out. Switched back to The Unit. Much better ending.

The weekend went pretty good. Only got two huns, but that is alright, I did what I have been wanting to do for a while. I pointed at a mountain (a really tall hill but mountain sounds better for the story) and said you don't look so big, I am going to climb you. Tasha followed me up the sixty degree incline all the way to the top. It was good times. And then I did it again the next day. Said that mountain thinks he's so big. I'll show him. Heh heh.