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Did you serve an LDS mission? Can you remember where it was? If so, a friend is looking for you to add your mission boundaries to Google Maps. He's trying to create a global map of all LDS missions, and it's as easy as tracing a line around your area. Take a couple of minutes and help out! Just go to http://tinyurl.com/ldsmissionmaps, click on "edit", and have fun!

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Because eleven specialty blogs weren't enough: I proudly present another blog where I plan on yelling about things that bother me. If you suspect that you'll find yourself on that list, or if you feel like the type who might bruise easily, you may want to stay away. It's not intended to be mean, just loud.

http://samsironfist.blogspot.com

Back to our regular programming.

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I'm back in the elementary school this morning. When I was signing in, I realized as I was writing the date that it was St. Patrick's Day. And I realized I was wearing a red shirt and not a trace of green.

"Oh crap," I said.

"Oh crap," the secretary agreed.

We both hurried down to the teachers' lounge to hurriedly make a green clover or frog or something we could pin to our shirts so as not to be at the mercy of every pinch-happy kid in this school. An elementary school is no place to be caught not wearing green on St. Patrick's Day.

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Apologies for yet another video, but I think this one bears sharing. This guy went through hundreds of YouTube videos, found samples of music that matched up with each other, and turned them into, essentially, his own song. He's distributing it to anyone who wants it, free of charge.

It's absolutely incredible. Even if you aren't the sort to watch videos other people share (heaven knows I'm not), take just a few seconds to listen to this one. It's absolutely staggering.


You can find more of these at thru-you.com.

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Because just one wasn't enough. Voting for the Sweet Sixteen starts now! Make your voice heard!

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I'm subbing for a friend today, so I'm teaching a special education class. Essentially, these are just regular kids who need a little extra help outside for whatever reason (trouble reading, doing math, etc.), so it's a mix of several different grades. The sixth graders were helping the fourth graders with grammar and punctuation. One of the students really REALLY wanted to write the sentences on the board, but I told him I was going to do it, since I'm the friggin' teacher. He responded by bursting into tears and running to the bathroom. (Surprise! He's in special education because he has a hard time controlling his emotions. He's very sensitive.) He eventually came back in, but when I accidentally erased the sentences before he had a chance to write them down, he ran back out of the room sobbing again.

The whole experience was aptly summed up by one of the fourth graders, who simply said, "I feel awkward."