The six levels of Benjamin Bloom’s Taxonomy of Educational Objectives as found in Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl. Music from Pirates I …
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July 31, 2010
July 26, 2010
Resume Mistakes: They’re only funny to the person who didn’t hire you
Many high schools offer an Internship class to students during their senior year. Students spend two, sometimes more, hours each day with lawyers, accountants, teachers, physical therapists, veterinarians, decorators or another professional in a career in which they are interested. If a student determines the career choice is one that doesn’t interest him, then he’s (his parents?) saved a great deal of money in college. If it does prove to be of interest, then the student generally pursues the curriculum with greater passion.
Years ago, I taught an Internship class and, in preparing to do so, had to spend hours during the summer shadowing some of the places/people where our interns would be assigned. One of the employers shared information that I continue to repeat to my students every year even though I no longer teach the internship class.
He told me that he will not hire anyone who does not correctly spell a word that is already on the job application. “If a person can’t pay attention to detail on the job application, how can I expect attention to detail on the job itself?”
Last night, I tripped across this site, 150 Funniest Resume Mistakes. Are they funny? Yes, depending on which side of the resume you happen to be on. What’s not so funny is that some of the mistakes were due to any one of the number of errors I ask my students to pay attention to every year.
So, here’s evidence that there’s something worse than not passing English…it’s not getting hired.
(I’ve included a few here. You can click on the link for the rest.)
From Resume Hell:
- “Career break in 1999 to renovate my horse”
- “1990 – 1997: Stewardess – Royal Air Force”
- Hobbies: “enjoy cooking Chinese and Italians”
- “Service for old man to check they are still alive or not.”
From Ask Annie’s article about resume blunders:
From HotJobs’ Real-life Resume Blunders to Avoid:
- “I often use a laptap.”
- “Able to say the ABCs backward in under five seconds.”
- “I am a wedge with a sponge taped to it. My purpose is to wedge myself into someone’s door to absorb as much as possible.”
From Fortune Magazine via HumorMatters.com:
- “Finished eighth in my class of ten.”
- “Received a plague for Salesperson of the Year.”
- “Reason for leaving last job: maturity leave.”
- “Failed bar exam with relatively high grades.”
- “Am a perfectionist and rarely if if ever forget details.”
- “It’s best for employers that I not work with people.”
- “Let’s meet, so you can ‘ooh’ and ‘aah’ over my experience.”
- “I have an excellent track record, although I am not a horse.”
Read more at: http://jobmob.co.il/blog/funniest-resume-mistakes/#ixzz0uktzq4Ev
July 22, 2010
Status Update Fatigue
Posted with permission. Visit Debbie at www.inkygirl.com
(from Christa: Woman in bathing suit NOT drawn to my scale…unfortunately.)
July 21, 2010
“Mindful” by Mary Oliver
Every day
I see or hear
something
that more or less
kills me
with delight,
that leaves me
like a needle
in the haystack
of light.
It was what I was born for -
to look, to listen,
to lose myself
inside this soft world -
to instruct myself
over and over
in joy,
and acclamation.
Nor am I talking
about the exceptional,
the fearful, the dreadful,
the very extravagant -
but of the ordinary,
the common, the very drab,
the daily presentations.
Oh, good scholar,
I say to myself,
how can you help
but grow wise
with such teachings
as these -
the untrimmable light
of the world,
the ocean’s shine,
the prayers that are made
out of grass?
July 20, 2010
When I grow up, I want to be
On my way to growing up, I’ve finally decided what I want to be.
At some point, God willing and the levees don’t break, I’ll be a multi-published writer who is entertaining the grandchildren on the lanai of my Kauai summer home while I’m chatting with my agent who’s about to break the news that Julia Roberts agreed to walk on her knees so that she can play me in the film version of my life.
In the meantime, I want to be one of those people who gets to name paint colors. My father owned a hardware store, and I spent too much time there browsing through the paint chip files. It’s just so intriguing that grown people are paid to ponder preposterous paint names. Do they do this before or after lunch, I wonder, contemplating if lunch consists mostly of solid or liquid food substances.
I probably should be a bit ashamed to admit that I cruised through the Benjamin Moore site before composing the blog, but it was all in the name of research. Truth is, there are at least a bazillion paint color names–far too many for me to wax poetic about here.
I found that pink can be charming, passion, lilac, bunny nose, newborn, wild, posy, lace, blush, blossom, pansy, innocence, and ballerina, wild, paradise, gypsy, princess, and I Love You (to name a few).
If you don’t get to travel much, you may, instead, vacation vicariously through the following: Tulsa Twilight, Rocky Mountain Sky, Honolulu Blue, Gobi Desert, Yosemite Blue, Caribbean Azure, Galapagos Turquoise, Naples Blue,Tuscon Teal, Venezuelan Sky, Grand Canyon Red, Douglas Fir, Toronto Blue.
Hungry? American Cheese, Sharp Cheddar, Carrot Stick, Eggshell, Neon Celery, Peach Parfait, Lemonade, and an assortment of mousses and sorbets of varying shades.
But let’s get real. What color is Dog’s Ear? Funky Fruit?
Let’s petition for names we can honestly and immediately visualize–like Baby Urp Yellow, Roast Beef Gravy Brown, Pawprints on the Carpet Deep Black, Raw Oyster Gray, Clean Diaper White, Similac with Iron Ecru, Runny Nose Green, Fish Stick Taupe.
(a blog revisit!)
July 18, 2010
The Bookclub Network: one stop-shopping for readers and authors
If you belong to a book club, I encourage you to read what Nora St.Laurent wrote over at Novel Journey about THE BOOKCLUB NETWORK.
I hope you consider joining because, as both an author and reader, I appreciate the passionate efforts of The Bookclub Network in connecting us to one another.
And, if you work for or manage a bookstore, this would be a great venue for you as well.
July 17, 2010
The world’s 13 ugliest animals
Whenever you’re having “
one of those” days, I want you to remember this post. Bookmark it because, I promise, it will make you laugh and/or feel so much better about yourself.
Here’s one of them:
July 15, 2010
The WOW of writing
Books and writing have saved my life.
Not literally, of course, like being protected by a bulletproof vest of hardbacks and Anna Karenina-sized paperbacks. But they’ve been, figuratively, life preservers when I’m drowning in a sea of chaos, frustration, anger, grief or all of the above.
What they’ve provided for me is a haven; a place to retreat when all the other doors are slamming. Writing isn’t always an art I can fully share. It’s not like a painting propped on an easel or a tune coaxed from the strings of a violin. But to be able to pull a thought through my brain like so many scarves out of a magician’s sleeve and watch my hand glide across the barren whiteness of paper and create something from nothing is amazing.
Certainly, not all I write is amazing. Often it’s a mess of emotional brain urp. But the process fascinates me. In the same way that I’m still fascinated waves travel through the air, find their way to my car, and convert themselves into music that comes back out of my speakers as waves again. I mean, how WOW is that? Invisible stuff. Floating through people and places and things and producing stuff.
So, too, writing is that act of creation. A garden of safety…before the Fall.
What do books and/or writing mean to you?
July 13, 2010
Being a smart wife is continuing education
I recently began contributing to Adding Zest to Your Nest, a blog that explores women’s sexuality as Christians. If you’ve not had a chance to visit, please do.
In researching my upcoming blog post for Adding Zest, I found Be the Smart Wife, and promptly decided to add Carin Goldstein to my BFF list. Her blog’s subhead is: how to take care of yourself and your marriage without killing your husband.
What’s not to love about a woman who, in two minute video vignettes, addresses dilemmas such as
“WHAT TO DO WHEN YOU COME HOME TO THIS?” When you come home from an afternoon of errands, are you baffled by the fact that your husband is completely unaware of the disarray throughout the house? If you find yourself biting your lip and trying oh so hard to not say “What the HELL is this?!?” then watch my video below and I will guide you to a muuuuuch better place:
“ARE YOU KIDDING??? I CAN’T BELIEVE HE’S STILL UPSET WITH ME!” Just when you thought the argument was over, you were wrong, wrong, wrong. How do you know this? Because your husband is acting as if you just ran over his cat and he wants little to nothing to do with you.Watch the video below to hear how we answered YOUR question on how to handle the above…
And there’s more…just visit her blog. You’ll laugh and learn.
Carin is a wife, a mother of two, and a licensed Marriage and Family Therapist with over 10 years of experience. And she’s witty. And honest. And real.
July 12, 2010
A few totally random Monday musings
1. So, while I and many of my writer friends are brooding, writing, angsting, plotting, marketing, writing…here’s a new book I discovered yesterday: MILK EGGS VODKA Grocery Lists Lost and Found. And here’s a blurb: HOW Books introduces “Milk Eggs Vodka: Grocery Lists Lost and Found,” a new book by über-collector Bill Keaggy. “Milk Eggs Vodka” features 300 real grocery lists recovered from shopping carts and parking lots across America and other corners of the globe. Keaggy dissects each list with his acerbic wit and offers intriguing insights about what we eat and why.
I spotted the book yesterday before my writing workshop and booksigning at Bay Books in Bay St. Louis, MS. Delightful group of writers and artists at the workshop, and I loved just hanging out, cruising the shelves and talking to Kay Gough.
Obviously, I’m missing a wealth of opportunities for books as further evidenced by: Found: The Best Lost, Tossed, and Forgotten Items From Around the World.
I actually think these books are brilliant social commentaries, and I find them fascinating. If nothing else, I think I’ll buy them because somewhere in there is a book waiting to happen.
2. As if we need more proof that getting drunk is the epitome of stupidity (love the sound of that…): A 47-year-old (as in the name of everything holy, how many brain cells have you already murdered) man lost a bet with his drinking buddies. So…what’s a guy going to do? Well, when you only drink six, and they’ve had more, you let them set your prosthetic leg on fire.
What’s truly fortunate and amazing is that they did manage to distinguish the prosthetic leg from the real one. The flames, however, did not. They spread to his butt and back.
And his drinking buddies helped, right? Sure they did. As reported by the Las Cruses Sun-News, “The sheriff’s office said the man took his clothes off because of the pain and his friends decided to take him to the hospital. But they got nervous and instead dropped him off on the side of the highway.”
3. Attorney General Eric Holder Jr. said that the ten Russian spies “posed a potential threat to the United States” by explaining (justifying?) the recent trade.
Okay. Then why did it take TEN YEARS of watching them to determine that?
4. Ray Nagin is no longer mayor of New Orleans (can I hear an “AMEN!”), but his arrogant carelessness lives on. The city had $72 million in its “rainy day fund” in 2007. From 2007-2009, it must have stormed to the tune of $65,000 a day because the fund today is zero.
Over $3 million was spent on Armstrong Park, which he touted as his legacy. I suppose therein lies the irony; the park is trashed because the contractors he hired were inept. And the ten foot statue of Louis Armstrong was not only cracked, here’s the rest of the report from Times-Picayune’s Jarvis DeBerry:
“Not only did the company demonstrate an inability to install sidewalks; not only did the company damage the statue of this city’s most influential musician and cultural ambassador; but A.M.E. Disaster Recovery also damaged curbing, knocked a light pole into the lagoon, broke manholes and sprinkler pipes and cut power and phone lines.”
Perhaps he was the spy left behind…
