Last month, Ted’s ipad went missing. Since Dan wasn’t working, we couldn’t replace it, until today. I downloaded his stuff on the new one from the icloud thing, and found THREE VIDEOS by the thief (or child of). PLEASE pass this on. The ipad was Ted’s way of communicating (we have an app called TapSpeak). He’s been lost without it. Even though we replaced it, there was plenty of contact info on the ipad. They could have got it back to is. PLEASE help us find this family. IF you’re in Dubuque especially PLEASE PASS THIS ON. The most recent 3 videos are the kid with the ipad. PLEASE HELP US.
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I am trying to keep track of how much time they spend sitting across the street from my house. I only caught them for one hour yesterday, but that was late afternoon. Now, at 1pm, they’re sitting there. I am really curious as to how much time they sit hanging out on a side street every day. I think if we have that little crime, we could do some cutbacks, right?
My son’s school did some community service work at the Dubuque Arboretum. They have a Veteran’s Memorial there. For whatever reason, his classmates started spitting on it. They thought it was funny; we don’t know why.
My son had the nerve to say “what the HELL are you doing?”
He got in trouble for saying hell. Nothing happened to those who spit on the memorial.
This is what matters in Dubuque. This is how life has been at Washington all year. My son said “hell”, and that was a bad thing. Spitting is ok, even if it is on a memorial for all veterans from Dubuque.
My son finishes work early. He has a para that takes him out to the library when he’s done, so as to not disturb the class. He spends a lot of time there.
He has a Kindle, so he has plenty to read at all times. The school itself (Washington Middle School in Dubuque) has kindles to loan out to students, too.
His para, for whatever reason, thinks that Kindles are a disgrace. She first banned him from reading whatever he wanted on it, even though he reads adult science books, and Greek classics. He could only read what was assigned in school.
Then she decided that was unacceptable. On Friday, she ripped it out of his hands, went to the shelves, found the book he was reading, and threw it down in front of him. For whatever reason, she would not allow him to read it on the Kindle.
It is bad enough they wouldn’t put him in gifted classes because he has a learning disability (dysgraphia, cannot write legibly), but now to discourage reading advanced books, and only read school books on paper? What is wrong with this place?
We’re taking him out of school after this year, and using the virtual public school until we move out of Dubuque. When you have staff acting against the child’s best interests, you need to pull your child out. This is just the latest in a string of incidents with this woman, and it’s the last straw.
So, it started with the Dubuque Community School Board looking for a consultant to help them figure out what to do about computers in the district.
They hire Dell to be the consultants. Not like Dell is in Dubuque or anything, just some tax dollars going out of state to tell us what to do.
Of course, Dell said to buy Dell computers. Which we did. In abudance.
Support was needed for all those computers. Despite IBM relocating here because we supposedly have a great education system with people majoring in all sorts of computer-related stuff, hiring local people to do that support was out of the question. So we hired Dell to do our tech support for our new Dell computers that the Dell consultant told us to buy.
What next? Oh? The Dubuque Community School Board sent officials down to Texas to visit with Dell? Really? Imagine that.
What’s next? A penny tax for a few years, to go directly to Dell? Might as well…
So, here in Dubuque, IA, they think Italian means Olive Garden and pizza and red sauce and lasagne. I thought I’d share for some readers the simple thing I made for dinner tonight. I even ‘cheated’, and used some processed food, although you can do the dough part on your own, if so inclined.
I took sausage meat, Italian sausage meat, not in the casings. Just the fillings. You can take it out of the casing, buy it like that at some stores, or leave it in but make small circles of the sausage when raw. I sauteed it in a bit of olive oil and garlic, and then added some peppers and onions. I cooked everything until the veggies were wilted.
Then I took some pizza dough from the refrigerator section of the supermarket. In Brooklyn, some people just go to the local pizza place and buy some pizza dough. Some bakeries might sell dough. There’s frozen dough. Or, if you are a better woman than I am, you can make your own. Whatever works.
I then made some nice sized rectangles, (when you read this through you will be able to judge how big you want them) and put some of the sausage and pepper in the middle. I rolled it/wrapped it up, tossed some olive oil on it, sprinkled some sesame seeds on top, and stuck them in the 400 degree oven, because that’s what it said on the tube of dough. When it’s brown, I’ll take them out. They’re a bit bigger than a hot pocket, but more of an egg roll shape.
So it’s not some sort of fancy authentic I-got-the-recipe-from-my-Nonna thing, it’s just something I enjoyed getting from the pizzaria by the McDonald Avenue L in Brooklyn. But it’s not pork chops, or cheesy potatoes, or meatloaf, or whatever regular stuff people eat around here. It’s a little taste of home, nothing more.