I almost forgot!

The POTD:

This made me laugh out loud. 

Dang it.

I fell asleep early last night and woke up early this morning. This was not the plan. I'm supposed to be back on my night shift schedule. Tonight is going to suck. Badly. But I think I'm working with Justin and Troy, so at least there will be good people in the back to keep me awake.

But while I'm up, I might as well make the most of it. My plan for the day is to run, eat a good lunch, put on a boring movie, and hopefully get a good nap before City Council. Whether or not that actually happens remains to be seen. I keep waffling back and forth as whether or not to quit my Observer job. I really do enjoy reporting on the City Council and the Planning Commission, but with my sleep schedule, I don't have a lot of time. Oh well. It's extra Europe money, at the very least.

Oh, back to work. We had an interesting night a week or so ago. I was ringing up a customer and we heard this really loud crash and saw a flash of light, which turned out to be an SUV running off the road and crashing into our Daylight Donuts sign, sending it about 30 feet across the parking lot. We went outside to see if everyone was okay, and two guys got out of the car, said something to each other, and took off. We called the police and they came and took statements and all of that stuff, but as best as we can tell, the drivers were intoxicated illegals who had borrowed that SUV. They never caught them, as far as we know. Way to go, APD. The way they wrecked the vehicle, though, was priceless:

A wide shot of the carnage. The vehicle is sitting directly on top of the post where the sign used to be.

Another angle, with leaking radiator fluid. These guys did a number on this thing.

The front of the SUV. It loos like one of their heads hit the windshield, but there was no blood on it, so who knows? Anyway, sorry for the crappy quality, but as you have seen, the only camera I ever actually use is on my phone and night time picture-taking is not one of its strong suits.

I guess I should go ahead and start my day. I've been internetting since about 9 this morning. I had to send a message and get some things off my chest and since then I've been talking to Jorge about how much we'd like to punch Paul Finebaum in the face and catching up on emails. I still haven't completely caught up from the Kentucky trip. In an unexpected plot twist, cold weather has become my favorite to run in. I'm looking forward to today's run. The epic hill on Northgate Drive is perfect for working out aggression and emotions. I need that today.

Exhaustion

I slept until 3 this afternoon. I've barely been up for 8 hours and I'm still exhausted. I'm mostly emotionally drained, but I'll save those details for my real diary. Suffice to say, at the end of the day, the only guy a girl can depend on is her daddy.

Benjamin and I were up late last night, first watching some great season 2 episodes of 30 Rock, then comment-bombing © Emmanuel Bello-Ogunu, one of our friends from middle school. Comment-bombing © is one of Ben's and my favorite hobbies. We miscalculated Emmanuel's however, because he was online at the time. The ideal situation is for a person to log into Facebook to find 99 notifications of picture comments. It's basically our way of showing the world how ballin we think that person is. After we comment-bombed © E-man, we set our sights on our future Oscar-winning screenplay, "Godfather of the Night," which is a working title. I can't give away any of the amazing plot, but involves fast cars, drugs, and road rage. We can't take credit for the idea, however. While we were coming back from the crap hole that is Baton Rouge, LA, George told us a story of a drug runner that Benjamin and I fell in love with. It's going to be epic. After we write the real screenplay, then we'll write the spoof, "Fairy Godmother of the Night," and then the porno, which doesn't have a title yet. Lastly, we'll write the children's book. Saving it until last is going to be a challenge because we have a tendency to turn everything we do into a children's book:
Chapter 1: He was a bad bad man.
Chapter 2: Where did he get all of those drugs?
Chapter 3: Why is he so mad?
Chapter 4: He goes so fast in his car.
Chapter 5: That was a big explosion.
(you get the idea)
Anywho, the whole thing is going to be amazing. We'll sweep the Academy Awards for sure.

Thanksgiving is fast-approaching. You'd never know by looking at department stores or other decorations, though. Christmas--the commercialized, non-Jesus-centric, money-driven one--has completely eclipsed Thanksgiving. It seems like it happens sooner and sooner every year. Thanksgiving, a day we are supposed to take the time to appreciate our loved ones and all that God has blessed us with, gets thrown into the shadow of the illusion that the more stuff we buy, the happier we are. Something about that just doesn't add up to me. So before we get bombarded with sale papers and Christmas music, we should take a little time to be thankful for what we have instead of worrying about what we don't. *steps off of soap box* There now. Opinionated moment over.

Since this wouldn't be one of my blogs without a random, unrelated picture, here's today's POTD:

Fight the power. 

Breaking news

Benjamin and I are going to win an Oscar. Maybe several. It'll all make sense in a few years.

That is all.

Instead of crossword puzzles

Instead of tackling my new book of crossword puzzles (Yeah, I'm that much of a dork), I figured that in the interest of keeping this blog current like I promised for the hundredth time, I should probably do some sort of update. Now my only problem is finding something worthwhile to talk about.

I guess I'll start with the obvious. I'm wasting time after just having cleaned my room waiting on Benjamin to come over to watch some 30 Rock. In all likelihood, he'll sketch out, but it was a decent excuse to clean my room. Plus, I may actually get my 30 Rock DVDs back if he decides to come over after all.

I awoke to an interesting notification from Google this morning when I tried to sign in to my Gmail. Apparently someone tried to hack into my account overnight and they made me change my password, which was extremely annoying because I choose passwords that I can remember instead of for security. Until now, I was never worried that anyone would hack into anything of mine. I mean, I'd like to think I don't have any enemies. I live my life the best way I know how and try to be good to people. It's worked pretty well so far, or so I thought. I'm thinking this may be sinister because under one of the previous blogs about Jason's firefighting, an anonymous commenter said "Your boyfriend looks like an unkempt neanderthal," which I immediately took down. The next morning, the hacking alert happens. The two may not be related, but if they are, I have a good idea who is doing it, and trust me, if it's who I think it is, their intentions are far from good. If nothing else, it's a good lesson in controlling anger, bitterness, and resentment because he obviously hasn't been able to.

In other news, I find this comic to be extremely hilarious:

Also this:

So maybe I like making fun of Japanese culture. Or maybe I just wanted to post a picture of a duck and this was the first one I found.  If I were a betting woman, I'd put my money on the latter. It's a much safer bet.

Since this post has devolved into randomness, I guess I better quit while I'm ahead. I had an incredibly awkward dinner where I inadvertently crashed a date without knowing at first. But in my defense, he asked me to come to dinner without mentioning her, so really it was his fault. That didn't make it any less awkward. So before I create any more awkwardness with incoherent rambling, I'll peace out and go watch some 30 Rock with Benjamin. No, he didn't sketch out. Points for Ben :)

My Old Kentucky Home [Away from Home]

Just got back from Lexington--literally. We walked in the door almost 2 hours ago. We left at 11 this morning and through the magic of pit stops, distillery tours, and tourist trap lunch destinations, it took us right at 11 hours to get back. But aside from the monster drive (both ways), the trip was fantastic.

We started out on Wednesday morning and drove all day in the Prius (Don't get me started about how much I hate that vehicle) to finally reach Lexington around 7pm that night. Somewhere there was a time change in there, but your guess is as good as mine as to what time it actually was. The only picture that really turned out from the road was in Huntsville:

As you can see, that one wasn't very good either. Not only did I forget my actual camera and have to rely on my phone for photographic evidence of my travels, but I also happen to really suck at taking pictures, as you can see by my failed attempt at capturing the Corvette Museum for Jason:

Awesome, right? Anyway, once we got to Lexington, we unloaded, ate quite possibly the best tamales in the world (random, I know, but they were so far beyond amazing), and I got to play with my aunt's dog, Molly. Molly is an 8-year-old Yorkie mix with an appetite for life--and anything you happen to be eating at the time. She's a sweet heart, though:

She's a little small (As we all know, I think dogs have to be at least 50 lbs to be considered REAL dogs), but she grows on you.

On Thursday morning, we sat in on the Mayor's Alliance on Substance Abuse meeting (My aunt is the Commissioner of Public Health for Lexington and Fayette County so we got to tag along and pretend to be important), where I got to meet KY Supreme Court Justice Mary Noble. My aunt kept insisting that I meet positive role models of women in law, and to say the least, Justice Noble qualifies. She is a fascinating woman and her work in the drug courts is remarkable. Did I take any pictures with Justice Noble? Of course I didn't. Why would I want to have a record of something like that?

After the meeting, we headed up to Henry County to our favorite winery in Kentucky, the Smith-Berry Winery. The drive up there was gorgeous. We started out on the interstate but most of the trip was a winding highway through the Kentucky countryside. I got a few photos, but they don't do it justice:

 

My problem is that I never think to take pictures when I should take them. I should have gotten a picture of the winery, but I didn't think about it. Take my word for it, though: It's gorgeous. It's a little farm house with a barn that sits on farmland the family converted to a vineyard. We usually buy a case of their Bluegrass Blush (everyone's favorite) but this year they had several new wines and one of them was a blackberry. It was sweet initially but finished tart so you weren't left feeling sick from the sweetness. We were so fond of it that we broke from tradition and split the case between the blush and the blackberry. That may not sound radical, but if you knew my mother, you would know what a great feat it was. The blush might be her favorite thing in the world. 

 Friday was a busy, busy day. The entire purpose of the Lexington trip was so that I could take an official campus tour of the UK Law School but we packed so much more into our last full day in town. We started the day by visiting the Greenebaum Doll & McDonald law office so I could meet Ted Martin, the attorney for the Health Department, and pick his brain. We toured the extensive--but mostly for show--law library the firm boasts and had lunch at a great little place down the street. He made me feel a lot better about law school and practicing in general. I guess that's why my aunt wanted me to meet him. Oh yeah, during lunch, I met a federal judge. He happened to walk by and speak to Ted. Did I have anything clever to say to him when he asked (after he'd been told I was looking at law school) if I ever wanted to earn an honest living? Of course not. All I could say was, "No sir!" Fail. Epic fail, Rossmanith.

On a random note, have you seen this Newsweek cover? It makes me want to puke:

I snapped this picture while waiting in the lobby of the law firm. Just thought I'd share. It's gross.

But I digress. The actual UK Law School visit was pretty cool. The building is kind of old, but not old enough to be historic, just old enough to be old. But the students kind of liked it. The student lounge is called "The Dirty Lounge," not because it's dirty, but because it's worn in. There was one other prospective student on the tour with me who happened to be from Birmingham. We sat in on a torts class where I learned that shared liability in a civil suit is ridiculously convoluted. I'm looking forward to law school, let me tell ya.

Aesthetically, UK has a beautiful campus. Did I think to take a picture of the aforementioned old law school building? Nope. But I did get a picture of one of the more famous structures on campus (other than Rupp Arena):

Memorial Hall is featured on the UK logo and is right next door to the law school. It's no Samford Hall, but at least they tried, right?

So the verdict on going all the way to Lexington for law school? While the campus is GORGEOUS and Lexington is a great city, I just didn't feel at home there.

After I wrapped up my visit (and dealt with the bloody mess that my high heels left my poor feet), we spent the rest of the day shopping. We started out in Lexington and then made our way north. We drove into Cincinnati at rush hour (not our smartest decision of the day) and putted along at 4 mph until we got to whatever open-air mall we ended up at. While getting there was a chore, the shopping center itself was pretty neat. We found a few good sales, spent a little too much money on things that weren't on sale (I can't say no to pretty dresses. When even I whip out the debit card, you know it's serious), and really enjoyed our last night together. And after an entire autumn of searching, I finally found the perfect pair of brown boots. Perfect heel, perfect toe, perfect boots:

Now all I have to do is find a black pair with a higher heel and I'll be set for winter. Did I mention that I'm a shoe addict? Oh, well I am. Everyone has one ridiculous thing that they spend their money on. My ridiculous thing is shoes. On the wonderful Auburn roadtrip to Baton Rouge (I'll get to that trip in a later post), every time the boys would start talking about cars in that really annoying way, Rachel and I would match it with talk about shoes. It's amazing how parallel we could run those conversations.

Leaving this morning was a chore. We didn't get back from Cincinnati until late last night so getting up was the last thing we wanted to do. But eventually we got the car packed and we got on the road. We stopped at the Maker's Mark historic distillery to grab a few Christmas presents and really enjoyed seeing the site. Although "stopped by" is a little misleading because the distillery itself is about 19 of the curviest miles ever away from the Bluegrass Parkway into the middle of nowhere. How many bars did AT&T provide me with out there? I'll let my iPhone answer that for you:

(Yes, I just took that picture. Yes, I forgot to take one at the time. No, I'm not ashamed of it. Yes, the service really is that bad at my house.) And that was before we turned off on the long winding road the distillery was actually on. Then my phone kindly told me I had "No Service" and refused to do anything. According to Verizon, there's a map for that (And seriously, the fact that AT&T is suing Verizon over those ads is ridiculous. I wish they would spend their money expanding their coverage instead of suing competing companies who call them out on it. Just saying). But we made it there and back to the Bluegrass Parkway without incident, even when we thought we heard the banjos.

 

Yes! My awesome photography captures yet another priceless Kentucky moment. Didn't I even remind myself on this blog to bring a real camera?

We stopped at the Whistle Stop Cafe for lunch in Glendale, KY. It was nearly 2 and we were still in Kentucky. This did not bode well for the rest of the trip. But the food was pretty good, despite being an obvious tourist trap. We filled up on fried green tomatoes before our entrees even came out. Needless to say, we took our leftovers with us (We never travel without an unnecessarily large cooler. My family is strange, but sometimes that comes in handy) and they'll make a fine lunch tomorrow.

The rest of the trip was a blur of interstate, terrible drivers, never being in the correct lane in Nashville, worrying about Jason (whose phone and debit card were both stolen while he was in Austin. I hadn't heard from him in 24 hours and I was really worried), and listening to a terribly disappointing Auburn game on the radio.

So now, a couple of hours after I started this travel tale (Hey give me a break. I've been catching up on a ton of email and Facebooking that I missed while my phone was my only source of internet for 4 days. Plus, I had to get the post-game report from George and the boys and those things take time), I've finally come to the end of it. Next time I go somewhere I promise to take better pictures. Maybe. If I remember. And bring a real camera. So yeah probably not.

All the cool kids are doing it...

Perhaps I'm just jumping on the bandwagon. After all, Mr. FansPoll himself recently joined the blogging world and has even been updating regularly (Give him a follow. You'll be glad you did). Maybe I miss the my active Twitter days and sharing every little thought with the world. Maybe I'm bored. In any case, I'm going to attempt to update this blog regularly again. No promises, but I will try.

We are leaving for Kentucky in the morning. We are going to see my aunt and I will be taking an official tour of the UK Law School. I'm excited because this is my first official law school visit (and my first chance to wear the new suit). I'll be having lunch with the attorney for the Health Department (My aunt is the director--that comes in handy), and hopefully I'll be able to pick his brain a little. All in all, it promises to be a great trip. When we're not law school schmoozing, we'll be taking winery tours and generally exploring Lexington. It'll be a nice little break from Opelika. The only downside so far is that I'll be missing the UGA game. Athens is a really great place to visit, and I've never been there on a gameday before. Oh well. Maybe next time.

Speaking of gamedays, I'll have to do a scrapbook post of LSU-trip pictures. They're on facebook, but who cares? It was a great trip, if you don't count the 8 hours we were actually in Baton Rouge. All of the photos are kind of rough because I took them with my iPhone, but they're the only record we actually have of the trip. More on that adventure to come. Trust me, it's a great story.

I'm sure you've heard by now, but our wonderful elected officials in the House passed their version of the health care monstrosity Saturday night. 1900 some odd pages their bill was. And they debated it for less than a day. Congratulations, Speaker Pelosi. You really achieved something. You got one Republican to vote for your hard-fought public option so now you can call it bipartisan. This is really more of an annoyance to me than anything, though. Having to see Pelosi's smug smile and hearing her gloat is the worst of it. The bill should have a much tougher time in the Senate, particularly with Lieberman agreeing to filibuster with the Republicans if the Senate bill includes a public option. If we can keep Snowe and Collins on the correct side of this argument and if Lieberman keeps his word, at the very least, the GOP may be able to pull off the filibuster and kill the thing for now. Unfortunately, herding conservatives is a lot like herding cats. We'll see.

Oddly enough, I've been watching a lot of South Park lately. Sure they're crass and vulgar and sometimes just downright obscene, but honestly, it's probably the best social satire out there right now. Right about the time SNL nosedove into sub-mediocrity (also known as sucking), it seems like South Park was there to step in and take the helm. Margaritaville did a better job of explaining the economic collapse than most news outlets. Two Days Before The Day After Tomorrow depicts the "Climate Change" (or whatever they're going to call it next week) crowd perfectly. So maybe some of them aren't sharp, hard-hitting, witty social commentary (admittedly, I skip over quite a few episodes when I go visit SPS), but compared to everything else out there, South Park seems to be running the table at the moment.

So what is there to make of this random, disjointed post? Probably not very much, to be quite honest with you. Part of the reason I never update this thing is that I'm afraid that I won't have anything to say. This post was no exception. But nevertheless, I'll solider on. Tomorrow will be quite a long day with the traveling and whatnot. Hopefully I'll be able to take some pictures for a post about UK. Again, no promises, but I'll try.

A series of awkard moments

So I've come to the conclusion that my life is just a series of awkward moments strung together with just enough humor and politics to keep me interested. Is that too long for a book title?

Turns out the political parties and elections class is only marginally better than Women's Studies. The professor (she wants to be called that, but I hesitate. You'll see why) didn't know who Charlie Crist was, nor could she remember Blago's name. While I can see the average American being able to get away with something like that, the woman is a Political Science teacher at a major university. Know the Alabama border states' governors at least.

When she asked what happened to the Soviet Union (in reference to more countries moving toward democracy) and I answered, "It got Reagan-Thatchered," she stared at me blankly and I laughed uncomfortably (See? Just another in the series of awkward moments) Looks like I picked another winner :)

But I will say that even though the teacher is a complete moron, at least she's not a moron with an agenda and a doctorate like the Women's Studies chick. I can handle common household morons, even if they don't get my political humor.

Looking forward to the Cairo speech tomorrow. It's not so much the speech itself (I think I'm one of the few people who hate Obama's speech cadence. Is it necessary to use the same rhythm EVERY time? But I digress) but the tizzy that everyone works themselves into either because they loved it or hated it. Twitter will be on fire, and those are the most enjoyable nights. #tcot is a thing of beauty.

I am a little bit ashamed but this song has been stuck in my head pretty consistently since I first watched the video:



I may possibly be in love with Stilts. It's the "Jesus Christ, Ronald Reagan, plus Atlas Shrugged" part that got me. I think he's my political soul mate. He's at least been added to the political crush list that now consists of Rick Perry, Aaron Shock, Eric Cantor, and Stilts.

Looking forward to an uneventful weekend. Hopefully I will have time to catch up polisci reading that I have neglected due to work and the CW. Such an interesting subject, but such a terrible teacher.

Follow me on Twitter to watch the Cairo speech circus unfold. At the very least, it should be amazingly entertaining. At the most, vampire robot nazis could take over the world. But the South should be fine. We're good at the 2nd Amendment down here.

over and out.

Promises, Promises

So there is a real, albeit very small, chance that I may actually convert this class assignment blog into something with more substance. I have been kicking around the idea for a little while, and I've been searching for an opportunity without the strain of a ridiculous amount school work to actually devote some time to making it good(ish).

I'd like to discuss my take on current events, random goings on in my apartment/city/state/nation/world, and maybe even a few personal anecdotes--I never run out of those. Since no one reads this, I'm sure it will be good practice if I ever actually become a writer.

I made a Summer Bucket List (converting this blog was on it, so I'm really trying here) listing all of the things I want to accomplish this summer and before I leave Tuscaloosa, presumably for good. So for no good reason other than I spent 20 good minutes of my life on it, here is my summer bucket list:

-Go to The Houndstooth and The Booth
-Ride every Crimson Ride route in one day
-Buy a frisbee and play on the Quad
-Go to the Northport Diner
-Have one more party with the Southern Politics Study Group
-Go to the Original Dreamland and Full Moon
-Take a really irresponsible road trip
-Sing Karaoke in public
-Buy t-shirts from:
-Mugshots
-Buffalo Phils
-Zoe's
-Momma Goldberg's
-Finish Atlas Shrugged
-Go swimming at least once a week
-Wear Auburn shirts to class my entire last week
-Wear something Auburn to my graduation
-Have at least one War Eagle moment in Tuscaloosa
-Run two miles regularly again
-Get the blog up and running
-Make a real dinner twice a month

In all seriousness, if my next summer class is as intense as this Women's Studies class, I may never finish Atlas Shrugged. Someone forgot to give these teachers the memo that summer classes are supposed to be easy.

So even though this post isn't really about anything that matters, I'm giving myself a half-check for the blog conversion because this post isn't about anything related to my JN325 class (and also because it's the only thing I've sorta done so far).

Maybe next time will be more news-y/intelligent? We'll see.

over and out.

Operation Winter Wonderland: The Gift That Kept On Giving

In high school, our friend group single-handedly brought back the old-fashioned prank. We made water parks in front lawns, duckie pools out of people’s pick-up trucks, and kidnapped a friend in order to conduct the city’s largest scavenger hunt.

But the piece de resistance was the genius of Operation Winter Wonderland.

On a lonely December afternoon, bored and looking for mischief, a friend and I decided we wanted to make our own snowstorm, since Mother Nature was being stingy that year. A mutual guy friend had been taunting us relentlessly, so he became the recipient of our little gift. Operation Winter Wonderland was born.

Using our irresistible charm, we lured our unnamed victim to my house under the guise of watching Christmas Vacation. We created an excuse to slip outside and left the boy, oblivious and happy, enjoying Chevy Chase’s infamous freak-out.

We blanketed his car in two bags of all-purpose flour and took pictures of the masterpiece. His car looked like it belonged in the northern reaches of Canada. But something was missing.

My friend remembered her father, a legendary prankster in Opelika, telling her that it was easy to cover the inside of a car with any powder just by pouring it into the outside vents under the windshield. When the driver turned the heather on, the powder would be spread everywhere. So we took the last bag of flour and shook everything we could into those vents.

We managed to convince our target it was snowing outside, and he ran to the glass front door, only to discover he was, yet again, the victim of our evil genius. After the movie was over, we watched him drive away into the night, a cloud of flour trailing behind.

On his way to work at the movie theatre the next day, he would later tell us, he turned his heater on and was surprised to find

 himself and his vehicle covered with flour. We received texts pledging retaliation and had a good laugh, not knowing the story was far from over.

While he was tearing tickets, the police walked into the theatre and asked to see the owner of a green Lumina in the employee lot. He was escorted by the officers to his car, where the interior still had a good dusting of flour. A passerby had apparently gotten suspicious that the car’s owner was a drug dealer, called the police, and a narcotics-sniffing dog had to be called in before they could write the whole thing off as a misunderstanding.

My friend and I got simultaneous text messages simply saying, “Operation Winter Wonderland: the gift that keeps on giving.” And it was.

Though I’m older and a little wiser now, the prank is still alive and well in our friend group. Regardless of economic circumstances, real, good-natured fun doesn’t take a lot of money and makes the best memories. With good people and equal parts creativity and evil genius, the old-fashioned prank will live on forever.     

Alabama dropout summit to tackle range of issues

ALABAMA'S DROPOUT RATE CONTINUES TO RANK AS ONE OF THE HIGHEST IN THE COUNTRY, AND GOVERNOR BOB RILEY INTENDS TO TACKLE THE PROBLEM HEAD-ON WITH A DROP-OUT PREVENTION SUMMIT AIMED AT IMPLEMENTING PREVENTATIVE PROGRAMS AT THE LOCAL LEVEL.

Alabama governor Bob Riley will hold a Dropout Prevention Summit on March 5 in Montgomery to Address the state's dropout rate and highlight the best practices for prevention. The summit will be similar to several held across the country in conjunction with America's Promise Alliance.

Alabama's summit, which will address the needs of the entire state, will also feature local and national programs aimed at keeping students in school until graduation.

Linda Tilly is the executive director of VOICES For Alabama's Children, a non-profit organization that champions children's and teen's issues throughout the state.

"If a child is retained in a grade one time," Tilly said in her presentation during the Doing What Matters For Tuscaloosa's Children Conference, "it increases the likelihood that that child will eventually drop out of high school by 50 percent. We have got to start working with these kids early."

On the lips of many will also be new legislation, proposed by State Sen. Arthur Orr, R-Decatur, which seeks to raise the age at which a student is allowed to drop out from 16 to 17 and also require an exit interview with the student before he or she is allowed to disenroll.

Speakers and guests at the summit will include:

*Governor Bob Riley

*Mrs. Alma Powell, chair of America's Promise Alliance

*Dr. Joseph B. Morton, State Superintendent of Education

*Dr. Don Williamson, commissioner of the Alabama Department of Public Health

Southern Education Foundation Report

The Southern Education Foundation released a report in February, detailing the Alabama dropout rates. The study showed that in 2007, Alabama had a dropout rate average of around 41 percent, up from 39 percent in 2006.

While that number may seem alarmingly high, a portion of the number can come from students failing one grade but still graduating, just not with their original class. The SEF calculates dropout rates based on No Child Left Behind standards, which define students who graduate in more than four years as non-graduates.

"As long as Alabama doesn't make any progress in reducing the number of kids who don't get high school degrees, it means that when the recession ends, other states will rebound faster and better than Alabama," said Steve Suitts, vice president of the SEF, in an interview with the Birmingham News about the economic impact of Alabama's dropout rate.

Alabama's Best and Worst Performers

Schools in the greater Birmingham area had the lowest dropout rates, including:

*Homewood City Schools: 20.1%

*Hoover City Schools: 19.8%

*Mountain Brook City Schools: 4.7%

*Vestavia Hills City Schools: 9.7%

Schools in Alabama's Blackbelt or other poorer regions tended to have the highest dropout rates, including:

*Tuscaloosa City Schools: 50.4%

*Greene County Schools: 56.6%

*Phenix City Schools: 60.4%

*Bibb County Schools: 55.3%

Researchers attributed many of the variances in school system dropout rates within the state to differences in funding. While the schools in Shelby county, on average, spent well over $10,000 per child in the 2004-2005 school year, the schools in Tuscaloosa county only spent just over $6,700.

To compare more counties and dollar-per-child ratios, see this map.

What parents, teachers, students, and administrators can do

Connie Coleman, counselor at Hillcrest High School in Tuscaloosa County, has some suggestions to help prevent teens from dropping out in the first place. Many have been implemented at Hillcrest, where there has been a measure of success.

She suggests:

*Early intervention programs, which identify students at risk for dropping out early and meets and counsels them to encourage staying in school.

*Specific courses targeting students who are at risk for dropping out to help them catch up

*Alabama High School Graduation Exam reviews and courses to help students pass the test and graduate on time

*Credit recovery, which helps students recover lost credits, which would prevent them from graduating with their peers

*Technical High Schools, though not in existence, would help those who choose a "straight-to-work" track, where they can still receive a diploma for completing high school.

Keeping up with the rest of the country

With the rest of the country in a recession that Alabama isn't quite feeling as strongly, it may be tougher to hold onto that prosperity with more and more students not finishing high school.

State Superintendent of Education Joe Morton believes that prevention is the best way to keep the dropout rate low, which will lead to harder economic times.

"It takes sustained funding, and right now we are being cut in funding instead of being increased," Morton said in an interview with the Birmingham News. "That's just the economic reality we face."

As dropout rates increase across the country, Alabama is keeping up with the pace. Unfortunately, it's not a race Alabama should win.

To reserve a spot at the Governor's Alabama Dropout Prevention Summit, visit ServeAlabama.gov

My random thought of the day

I miss the Gipper.

I know I was 1 and a half when he left office, but I am allowed to miss him. 

I don't want to pay for California's poor fiscal policy. I don't want to pay for energy-efficient golf carts. I don't want to pay for nationalized health care system there was no debate about. 

So I miss the Gipper.

President Obama faces the press

President Barack Obama faced the White House Press Corps as well as cameras sending his image all around the world Monday night as he delivered his grim economic message at his first prime time press conference.

Here are some highlights from President Obama's talking points and answers:

"If you delay acting on an economy of this severity, then you potentially create a negative spiral that becomes much more difficult for us to get out of. We saw this happen in Japan in the 1990s, where they did not act boldly and swiftly enough, and as a consequence they suffered what was called the 'lost decade' where essentially for the entire '90s they did not see any significant economic growth."

"That's why the figure that we initially came up with of approximately $800 billion was put forward. That wasn't just some random number that I plucked out of a hat. That was Republican and Democratic, conservative and liberal economists that I spoke to who indicated that given the magnitude of the crisis and the fact that it's happening worldwide, it's important for us to have a bill of sufficient size and scope that we can save or create 4 million jobs. That still means that you're going to have some net job loss, but at least we can start slowing the trend and moving it in the right direction. "

"And so tomorrow my Treasury Secretary, Tim Geithner, will be announcing some very clear and specific plans for how we are going to start loosening up credit once again. And that means having some transparency and oversight in the system. It means that we correct some of the mistakes with TARP that were made earlier, the lack of consistency, the lack of clarity in terms of how the program was going to move forward."

"And so my national security team is currently reviewing our existing Iran policy, looking at areas where we can have constructive dialogue, where we can directly engage with them. And my expectation is in the coming months we will be looking for openings that can be created where we can start sitting across the table, face to face, diplomatic overtures that will allow us to move our policy in a new direction. "

"I think my initial measure of success is creating or saving 4 million jobs. That's bottom line number one, because if people are working, then they've got enough confidence to make purchases, to make investments. Businesses start seeing that consumers are out there with a little more confidence, and they start making investments, which means they start hiring workers. So step number one, job creation. "

"You know, I don't remember exactly what Joe was referring to. (Laughter.) Not surprisingly. But let me try this out. I think what Joe may have been suggesting, although I wouldn't put numerical -- I wouldn't ascribe any numerical percentage to any of this -- is that given the magnitude of the challenges that we have, any single thing that we do is going to be part of the solution, not all of the solution."

Doing what matters for Tuscaloosa (and Alabama's) children

She may be affiliated with a different political party, but she and the governor agree on one thing: success for Alabama's children starts with early intervention.

In her presentation to more than 200 teachers, students, and community leaders, Marquita Davis, commissioner of the Alabama Department of Children’s Affairs, stressed the need for urgent attention to young children around the state as well as to the families that raise them.

Davis spoke at the “Doing What Matters for Tuscaloosa’s Children” conference, held at the Paul W. Bryant Conference Center on Wednesday, Feb. 5. Davis’ presentation was the first of morning and introduced the audience to the state’s efforts to provide adequate Pre-kindergarten education to young children before elementary school.

“A vision without action is just a hallucination,” Davis said. “We are focusedon doing more than just talking. And you all are doing a fabulous job here in Tuscaloosa with Jump Start. You are really pioneering something that we at the state level want to see across the state.”

Wesley Church, an assistant professor of social work at the University of Alabama echoed Davis’s message about early preventative measures.

“I think starting young is the best way to ensure these kids grow up with a chance,” Church said. “But there has to be more money. In this economy, everyone has to tighten his belt, but the kids shouldn’t suffer.”

Publisher of Kidsville News! and small business owner Mike Woodard had a different view of the funding issue.

“I agree that education is under-funded all around,” Woodard said. “But no one is remembering where all this money comes from. It comes from you and it comes from me. No one in Montgomery, or Washington for that matter, remembers that anymore.”

Woodard has gone from publishing Kidsville News!, a literacy publication delivered free to elementary school children, once a month in four counties to just one county since November. He blames the drop in advertising interest on the struggling economy, which hurts small businesses, his advertising bread and butter.

Woodard cited excessive spending on structures that could be built for less money, with the extra money going to fund the programs themselves. He said building grade schools which resembled buildings on the campus of the University of Alabama was wasteful.

“Instead of taxing us to death, why don’t they re-allocate some of the money they already have. It’s about efficiency, not ‘us versus the government.’”

According to the Department of Children’s Affairs website, the mission of the department is to “provide state leadership to identify, analyze, streamline and coordinate services for the 1.2 million children up through the age of 19 throughout Alabama.”

In a state that is not known for its stellar education standards, Alabama’s Pre-kindergarten

programs are tied for best in the country.

Davis identified distinct areas for which her department is responsible: The Children First Trust Fund, a fund set up in the mid 1990s that routes certain tax money directly to education, the Head Start program, which works in conjunction with the federal government’s Head Start policies to manage and maintain the facilities, and the Alabama Office of School Readiness, which focuses on giving children the tools they need to succeed before formal school begins. Most of her presentation focused on the school readiness.

Davis stressed the value the department places on children as young as three to four years old. In states like Texas, there are no minimum requirements for teacher/children ratios in Pre-kindergarten classrooms. She said Alabama’s requirements were much different and more structured.

In most cases, there can be no higher than a nine to one children to adult ratio in these classrooms. If there are special needs children in the class, the number is lowered to allow to proper care.

“Four year olds are smart,” Davis said. “They notice things and they will tell you all about them. If you don’t think four year olds have anything to say, try being in an environment with forty of them. That’s why we keep the ratio low.”

According to Davis, the cost of quality child care in the state of Alabama can run as high as $800 a month, higher than some private school tuitions for much older children. Having state-run programs allows parents to feel confident that the care facility is preparing their child for school and also ensuring a safe environment.

Other speakers at the conference included Tuscaloosa mayor Walt Maddox, Northport mayor Bobby Herndon, Linda Tilly, executive director of VOICES for Alabama’s children, Stephen Black, director of Impact Alabama, and Dr. Carolyn Dahl, dean of the University of Alabama College of Continuing Studies.

Doing What Matters for Tuscaloosa's Children

Leaders of the Tuscaloosa community will gather Wednesday at the Bryant Conference Center to discuss what they believe is the most important asset in any community--the area's children.

Doing What Matters for Tuscaloosa's Children will feature speakers and presenters in various fields related to children and the problems facing families particularly in West Alabama. While Tuscaloosa itself is more prosperous than the rest of surrounding West Alabama, poverty, education levels, and other target areas have been identified as the focus of the conference.

Carolyn Dahl, dean of the University's College of Continuing studies, will be giving the closing address at the conference. Dahl believes that the greatest obstacle in the way of children is getting the funding for the educational system so it can turn them into productive adults.

"I think there have always been the same threats to kids," Dahl said. "Poverty, ignorance, drugs, and other things. What’s different now is the consequences seem more dangerous and parents, less accountable."

The speakers also will include Marquita Davis, commissioner for the Alabama Department of Children's Affairs, Linda Tilly, executive director of VOICES for Alabama's children, Milton Jackson, field director of the Department of Child Abuse and Neglect Prevention, and Stephen Black, director of Impact Alabama, among others.

Black, the director of the Center for Ethics and Social Responsibility at UA and grandson of US Supreme Court Justice Hugo Black, founded Impact Alabama in 2004 as a way to develop and implement substantive service-learning projects in coordination with universities and colleges throughout the state.

Black said the biggest problem facing Alabama's children today is the tax structure and the way the state distributes the money it collects from taxes.

"It's not that hard to fix," Black said. "We just have to get the message into the legislature and hope they listen."

Impact Alabama consists of three parts, all designed to help families.

Focus First uses college students to provide low-cost vision screenings to children. According to Black, up to twenty-nine percent of young children have vision problems that could prevent them from being literate upon entering public schools. Often, these children are not screened and the problems and the neglect allows the problems to worsen. Focus First allows children to have the best chance at becoming literate when they first enter public schools.

Save First helps poor families who qualify of the Earned Income Tax Credit by preparing free tax returns. Since there are no regulations on becoming at tax preparer in Alabama, many unscrupulous institutions defraud families and the government by submitting incorrect information and charging exorbitant rates.

Speak First targets low-income schools in Birmingham and finds students interested in college and debate and trains them in debate from their eighth grade year. These students attend schools that would not otherwise be able to afford debate teams. UA and UAB both support full four-year scholarships for the students participating in Speak First.

"I would call this justice, as opposed to charity," Black said. "This service model has the potential to make a huge difference in the state. Getting college students involved opens up whole new avenues of service."

Black will be speaking at 1:00 p.m. at Wednesday's conference.