The boy’s class just watched the Health Education movie “the miracle of life” this week. Thus far, our only intentional feedback on this movie from Justin was that it was ‘pretty gross’.

His unintentional feedback took the form of an observation to Jackie that the foam padding under the sump-pump-soaked carpet in the basement “looked like sperm”.

I have been instructed to gather more direct feedback.

My job, as it has been explained to me, can be summed up like this:

Someone else has just given a speech, and my job is to walk up on the stage as the speaker leaves and ask if there are any questions. :)

Not that I mind -- I think it'll be a good thing -- it's just funny that it has so clearly and concretely fallen to me. :)

I ... think that's probably the correct selection. :-)

Doyce...Think of it as an extended version of your "I'll be in my bunk" explenation.

Good Luck!

Hell, just throw on Animal Planet later at night, that'll cover everything just fine :).

LMAO!!!! You knew this would happen sooner or later. Even though you much preferred later. heh

So...That big read glow from the south tonight will be because of you...

*grin*

Eh. I personally don't find it embarassing -- given the various 'normal' household and personal tasks that have had to be taught to Justin simply because they never were before, we've long since passed the realm of uncomfortable.

I'd a hell of a lot rather discuss what goes where than what Saddam's done in the past, why people wants him dead and the steps I went through to decide that I agree with them.

I remember that film. It WAS gross. Our 6th-grade PE coach Mr. Gonzales said it was a film about "Boys and girls and things dat go bump in the night".

Ugh. To this day I won't sleep with a woman. No way. Uh-uh. ;)

Umm... not sure if that's really the film, though -- that's just 'what is'. :)

I know it's what is, I was talking about The Film. Surely you remember The Film? We grew up about the same time; it's probably the same Film. Horrible production values, almost as bad as the "Don't Get Run Over by a Bus" film.

I still wouldn't sleep with a woman, though. Nup.

Hey, maybe you can get the Star Wars group to explain it all en masse tonight.

Or ... maybe not.

When a Wookie and a Mon Calamari love eachother alot...

...or...

when Somebody has a Twi'lek fetish, and they see one...

Hmmm. Dave, Lori, me, Rey, Juli, Randy and Doyce all explaining the facts of life to Justin. In Star Wars terms.

I think he would end up becoming a monk. Of the celebate kind.

It would make a good video...

"Dave, Lori, ***Dave, Rey, Juli, Randy and Doyce explain all: Sex, Star Wars, and the Single Guy"

but I think Living Jungle would be the better setting.

"You see, the female Monkry Katanga has tossed a very attractive hunk of Poo at the Male Monkey Katanga..."