(AND it's Uptight Tuesday, Too!)
Back now, but only briefly, in that I suddenly have a kabillion different things I have to get done today. I felt compelled to check in, though, just to let you know I didn't get run over by a log truck or something. AND to brag a bit, in that Oldest was inducted into the National Honor Society this morning, so Reba and I went to the school for the ceremony. Very nice, but I think if I see another girl sashaying along working a piece of chewing gum like a mule eating peanut butter, I will scream.
::hitching thumbs into beltloops::
WHY, BACK IN MY DAY, there weren't no GUM CHEWING in school! PERIOD! You got caught with gum, they'd tie you to a stump and beat you with broom handles, then make you go around school scraping up gum and then make you EAT it all. And when you got sick, you had to clean that up, too!
&^^%*$!
It really does make me wonder--I've read the rulebook and I know they aren't supposed to be chewing gum, but more than that, the whole open-mouthed-smacking-hunched-shoulder look would seem to belie a person's supposed smartypants status. And since appearance seems to count for so much in high school, it just seems odd that this particular affectation would be so prevalent.
Makes you wonder about kids.
Until you look around the bleachers and you see that the apple doesn't slouch far from the tree. So, obviously, the only thing this can mean is that I'm the abnormal one. Therefore, I intend to pull my pants down to my butt crack, walk around with my jaw appropriately slackened, and wear a backwards baseball cap plastered down to my head.
Yes, I know--"An improvement!"
Anyway, it was nice to see her recognized for her good schoolwork. It's almost enough to make one overlook the disaster area that is her bedroom. Almost.
BUT NO MATTER--I have things to get done now and for the rest of the day, so maybe we can get back at this whole blogging biz tomorrow.
IN THE MEAN TIME, since I have kicked off another episode of Troubled Tuesday, if YOU have a particular beef or gripe or angriness or peeve or nit to pick, please feel free to take a moment and give them voice in the comments section. As is our custom, we ask you to refrain from outright vulgarities and expletive-laden diatribes, and instead use the more genteel &^$$!@~ or **&&^$>? in order to keep from scaring the horses.
SO, have at it, and I'll see you sometime later on in the day when I can take a break.
Posted by Terry Oglesby at October 17, 2006 10:52 AMPeople who play Calvin Ball who neither know what CB is nor have a clue that they are changing the rules as they go since the do not know the @#%^& rules to begin with!
Also people who end sentences with prepositions!
Posted by: Larry Anderson at October 17, 2006 11:12 AMLarry, you're dealing with those gummamint idjits again, aren't you?
Posted by: Nate at October 17, 2006 12:08 PMNate, Yep and for good measure, throw in a couple of retired Generals.
Posted by: Larry Anderson at October 17, 2006 12:19 PMJust make sure it's a backwards 'Bama cap on your head, lest you be recognized as an outside agitator and adminstered a whoopin.
Posted by: skillzy at October 17, 2006 12:57 PMWell, of course, Skillzy! I'd be recognized as a poseur if I had on anything else!
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at October 17, 2006 12:59 PMCongratulations to Ashley!
Posted by: Kathy at October 17, 2006 01:33 PMThank you very much, Kathy, both from her and from me.
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at October 17, 2006 01:37 PM