Strange Little Collecting Project

I think this is my least favorite commercial in the world. And I don't just hate this commercial because now I know that they make skinny jeans for small children. I hate this commercial because it reminds me that so many parents want their kid's approval more than then want their respect. Now of course this is coming from someone who doesn't have any children, so what do I know? But I do spend a lot of my time 10 months out of the year with other people's children, so shouldn't that buy me just a little credibility? You're right...probably not, but I'm going to keep going anyway. "Just because you're a parent doesn't mean you have to be lame." I couldn't disagree more. It seems like as a parent, it is your responsibility to be lame. Growing up, my brother and I had parking spots for our bikes in the garage. I don't just mean that we had a place in general where we usually left our bikes. We literally had parking spots.

I'm taking a short break from my research paper grading Iron(wo)man competition (because it is so much longer than a marathon folks) if only to remind myself that sentences don't have to start with either the words "therefore," "however," or "this." I am currently in hour 27 of my research paper grading experience this semester. Don't worry; this wasn't consecutive...if that were the case I would be twitching too much for homerow keys, or weeping too much to see the screen. I think I still have about 18-20 hours left. For once, I am not exaggerating. You might think I'm lying unless you are also an English teacher, but I really am not lying. 90 students, 30 minutes per paper...that's 45 hours. I'm keeping a log of the time I am spending grading research papers this year, either because I am spiteful or simply curious (you can decide which one based on your own disposition and outlook on life). If my sentence structure is