2004-09-29
dance of the dead ladybeetles..
Let's just shoot me in the foot the next time I go missing for countless hours. Just the foot mind you, I basically need everything else to keep working. Ok. Maybe you can shoot me in the middle finger because I have been using it too much. I even flipped off my drama coach. Yeah, um, woops.
Today in Ecology we had a dead ladybug lab. It consisted of counting 100 preserved ladybugs[which are actually called ladybird beetles btw]and chronicling which species was more common and which was more exotic around here. So I poked at dead ladybird bodies for an hour with a forceps and inhaled so much of the preservative that my brain started to walk out of my ears.
So, to keep myself and my lab partners occupied and enthused I started to make them dance. Some were doing the tango, some the chacha, some the Mexican hat dance[which was very very difficult to do so I hope they appreciated it] and other assorted made up dances. By the end of the class period we had more ladybird beetles on the floor and the lab table then in the jar. Another woops.
Mr. R. didn't mind though. He was laughing more than my lab partners. There is something really funny about watching one of your students make an arse out of herself apparently. Ok, so maybe I can see the base funny value in that, but the rest of that is pure blackmail momentos. Let's hope he didn't have out his big camera. He likes to randomly take pictures of his Eco kids doing odd things with nature[no, not that. that's just you that enjoys that. you perv]
In other news:I realized I just spent an entry talking about dead dancing ladybird beetles. I pick out my Senior proofs tonight. Woot.
This has been your beetle dance instructor. Teaching exotic species exotic dances since this afternoon.
Quote of the day:"Ahna, do you have two lips I can make out with?"[Jessy mocking Ryan]