I would just like to announce to the world that this is Russ Appreciation Week. Russ has earned this dubious honor by interviewing for a job on the cutting edge of the educational world and blowing the minds of his interviewers so much that they offered him the job the very next day even though there were still other people that they were supposed to be interviewing. They even asked him to help design the curriculum for the class. I can think of no one in the entire universe who is more worthy of having their own week (or maybe two weeks) than our very own Russ Andrews. (Soon to me Mr. Andrews.) If you see him, shake his hand and tell him how much you wish you were like him.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
The only thing that stays the same...
Time Marches On
Tracy Lawrence
Sister cries out, from her baby bed.
Brother runs in with feathers on his head.
Mama's in her room learnin how to sew.
Daddy's drinkin beer listenen to the radio.
Hank Williams sings Kaw-Liga and Dear John
Time marches on, time marches on.
Sister's using rouge and clear complection soap.
Brother's wearin beads and he smokes alot of dope.
Mama is depressed barely makes a sound.
Daddy's got a girlfriend in another town.
Bob Dylan sings like a Rolling Stone.
Time marches on, time marches on.
South moves north, North moves south
A star is born, a star burns out.
the only thing that stays the same is everything
changes, everything changes.
Sister calls herself a sexy grandma.
Brother's on a diet for high cholesterol.
Mama's out of touch with reality.
Daddy's in the ground beneath the maple tree.
As the Angles sing an old Hank Williams song.
Time marches on, time marches on. Time marches on, time
marches on. Time marches on. Time marches on.
Thursday, March 02, 2006
Waffle House
I've finally done it. This morning I went to the Waffle House for breakfast. I got a Pecan Waffle and Hashbrowns - Scattered, Smothered, and Covered. This basically is interpreted to mean that there are onions in them and they microwave a Kraft Single on top. I'd give my experience a B+ since the 45 year old waitress told me I smelled good.
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