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Gone but not Forgotten

Finally getting around to watching the last season of LOST.

I know, but I don't have television service anymore. I have to wait for the Dvd.

I know, I heard already but still.

About halfway through, and it makes absolutely no sense which, if you go with that, kinda makes it fun.

Stay tuned.

I am.



Epilogue

Sunday we watched the finale. :P

Stupid, lazy ass writing cheat.

Tales of the Old Dog

After I passed the EMT-B class, my next project was to learn to speak French. To this end I signed up to audit a Elementary French class at the private college in our nearest town. Yesterday was the first class.

Fifteen, brand-new, bright and shiny Freshman plus Dearest and me.

The professor is a middle-aged French woman, expressive, positive and kind.

Quite a change from the Christian Brothers trained demigod instructor of Irish class, but I digress.

Oh, how Madame coaxed the newly-minted college students to participate. First order of class acknowledge the rules and resources.

Nowdays, everything is computerized. Madame instructed with the aid of Powerpoint. The college hosts an online repository where each class can download assignments, interact with classmates, check grades, and post profiles. When she came to describe this resource, she clucked her tongue, clasped her hands together and said to the babies, “Of course, our non-traditional students will be lost. Can you tell them how to access?”

One coed, front row, started talking. Madame stopped her, pointed at us, “Tell them.”

WTF?

Sigh.

I suppose non-traditional student is better than slow learner.

Madame then went on to discuss cliches about France that are not true.

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