Observances (Not much News)
Everyone missed the mystery song. It was "The Boxer" by Paul Simon. No, not that one... or that one. The one who sang with Bozo the Garfunkle. I must, however, give honorable mention to my next-door neighbor, Travis, who came up with a very obscure Billy Joel song that also mentions boxing. Can you come up with that one without Googling it? I couldn't, but once I heard the song I remembered it. Nice one, Travis.
Speaking of shoe leaether, I have a size 9 1/2 mouth and a taste for shoe leather. But there is one thing I have noticed about many people with similar tastes, when confronted with a situation of embarrassing verbal gaffes. How people react at the pivotal moment of embarrassment is interesting. Some go from embarrassment to shame, rightfully realizing the mistake that created the embarrassment. Others, however, go from embarrassment to indignation and engage in a blame and smear campaign to divert from the behavior that caused the initial embarrassment.
Today is Connor's birthday party. The actual birthday is June 14 but sumer schedules are hard to accomodate. We are having a dive-in movie. Basically, we will set up a screen and projector by the pool and hope than some West Texas thunderstorms stay away. Then a bunch of goofy boys will be spending the night. Tomorrow I feel certain that I shall be grumpy.
I am intrigued by Bono and, frankly, admire his motives in his efforts to abolish Third World debt. I am further intrigued by how the United States is even involved (let alone the largest holder in many nations) when we're too evil to offer anyone assistance. I think there are ways to abolish Third World debt in a fiscally healthy way, but a mere wave of the hand could have economic and political repercussions that are more problematic than the debt itself. Either way, I am glad the public discourse on the issue is increasing.
Kendra and I went to see "Kicking and Screaming" last weekend. As Will Ferrell movies go, it could have been better. But more disturbing than how the movie was done is what it portrays. Basically it focuses on how out of control parents can get at kids' sporting events. I get pretty intense myself at games. In years past I have been one of those parents who occasionally hollered at the officials but I have been working hard to tone it down. In fact, this baseball season as I have observed other rabid fans and coaches take leave of civility I have tried to remain positive. I haven't yelled at an umpire or gotten carried away this season and I am proud of myself. I do still pace a lot, though.
Michal Kate finally lost a tooth yesterday that had been hanging on way past its prime. When I got home she made a bee-line to me and grinned. She is so cute with her new sunny space.
By the way, why do they call it a bee-line? I have watched bees fly and they don't always seem to take the most direct path.
Speaking of lost teeth, one of my favorite Tooth Fairy stories comes from Maria White. When she was little she had a gold-capped baby tooth. When it finally fell out, she put it under her pillow with a note which said something like:
Dear Tooth Fairy- Since this tooth is gold it seems like it should be worth more money. Thank you for your time, Maria.
When she awoke there was another note waiting for her saying something like: Dear Maria- Thank you for your note, but I have already spent so much money on this tooth that you might think we were dating. Enjoy your nickel, TF.
Well, if you have endured all of this, thanks for reading. The new song topic today will be songs containing the word "SMILE." Knock yourselves out (so to speak).