Cops, Robbers, and the DMV

Current Listening: "Home" by Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros (I am listening to the first song I've ever heard by them for the first time.)

I'm currently on a slight break from work...I have to go back at 4:30 and work till 10:00. Tonight is "chill night" which is basically a hang out time for the students since they don't have school tomorrow. There will be video games and board games and food and who knows what else.

So here's some random stuff from the week so far. Sunday afternoon I helped the Meese's move into their new place. Sunday night I watched the Packer's game with Tyler because we are both big Green Bay Packer fans.

Monday was work and then homework.

Tuesday was work and then wing night. **Story time: Last week none of the crew went to Wing Stop because we threw a surprise party for Tim's birthday. This might have worked out for our own safety though, because that night Wing Stop got robbed and the girl who works Tuesday nights got pistol-whipped in the head. I wonder if it looked suspicious that the one night we don't go, the place got robbed. It probably also looked bad that this week we ignorantly all dressed up like bank robbers for wing night. False...but the place really did get robbed and we weren't there to make any citizen arrests.

Random thought: is there an Air Bud movie where he is a cop and arrest criminals? If not, there should be.

** Second story time: This week at wing night a certain someone (not me) attempted to climb up the side of Aaron's minivan and in the process accidently smashed in his side window. Oops.

Yesterday some guys from work and I went out to lunch for all-you-can-eat wings at Buffalo Wild Wings. I ate 24. Then today for lunch the staff went out for employee lunch to, you guessed it, Buffalo Wild Wings. I'm glad I love wings and potato wedges.

I spent the first hour of my break today on the phone trying to sort out my car registration. I literally got transferred enough times to enough new places and people that I went full circle all the way back to the first place I had called. Somebody needs to do something about better educating the Denver Motor Vehicles people. Every person said something like, "I'm not sure, I think you need to talk to these people." After at least 7-8 transfers I ended up speaking to a police sergeant who was like, "How did you end up talking to me about this?"

Now it's time for me to go back to work to learn about the wonders of teaching ESL. Classes officially begin next week. I'm really looking forward to it.

Hasta luego.