I love conferences. Especially ones that involve international teachers.
I spent the past week in Montezuma, New Mexico, at a conference for teachers. I thought this area would be similar to the flaming-inferno-of-hell where OJ lives, known as Phoenix. Similar landscape, slightly better weather.
You're probably thinking, “a conference-full of physics teachers! That sounds like some wild-and-crazy-guys!” I understand. The good news is that other subjects (English, Spanish, etc.) were there also, and helped to balance out the pocket protectors. So did the open bar every night.
One bizarre part was that the conference was held at the Castle of the Arm and Hammer United World College of the American West. It really was a castle (sadly, minus a moat monster). Why was there a castle in New Mexico? Does the Arm and Hammer empire contain royalty or a connection to education? I don't know. To add to the bizarreness, whilst attending open bar #4 of the conference (i had perfect attendance at these), two black helicopters landed on the school soccer fields, and then flew off. I'll probably not wake up tomorrow for posting this on the internet, but I'm pretty sure it was area 51 type shit.
Anyways, I met teachers from all over the world. They can't really party like the All-Stars, but they did hold their own amongst the teaching world.
Now I'm hanging out w/ my mom in Denver for the weekend, then Jen and I take a moving truck to St. Louis (East-bound and down, loaded up and truckin')*. Look for word on the awesomeness of that roadtrip
wooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
* special shout-out to whomever can name the song/movie that line is from. Marvelous Marc Gants IV got the last trivia question (Sir Mix-a-Lott)
2 comments:
...sounds like a real wild and crazy time, hehe.
I have never been to New Mexico, but in my mind it seems like one of those weird places that no one goes to because the locals are constantly zapped out on peyote and just do whatever the fuck they want all the time...like building castles in the desert and riding around naked on 4 wheelers while shooting their pistolas into the air or something...
I'm sure that's not the case, but you have to wonder...
Sir Jerry Reed of "East Bound and Down", yes? I win. Write a blog about me. Haha. Will you be making any appearances in KC before you leave to visit the KC scoundrels? I demand a viewing of a Flaming Asshole.
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