Grrrr, do I get sick of hearing it because I'm right by it every day. Usually I wouldn't get so irritated that a 35-year-old teenager has a "job" that I don't know WHAT it is, but nepotism shuts my mouth about it. He is a nice guy. A really nice guy. But all he does all day, that I can tell, is play fantasy sports, games, talk to his friends about sports, analyze sports, comment on sports to everyone, email and IM everyone about sports and video games. I honestly do not know what he does besides that. But like I said....he's in the family...
Some Things I Know and a Few that I Don't
Monday, October 30, 2006
Sunday, October 29, 2006
These are some pics of our own piece of Americana. I sometimes look at these from an archaeologist's POV millenia later sorting through our shards. I know, more rambling. But notice our god of fire control, our prized warriors with vestal virgins, the march to the battlefield. We don't talk like that about our own rituals, and neither does/did anyone else. Ritualistic battles and dances and other rites are done in the vernacular- in ours they are: football game, homecoming, king and queen.
Anway, welcome to the Homecoming parade. Children catch candy. Emergency vehicles go by. Homecoming court. Nathanael's band. Micah isn't in these because he hides from my camera. I will soon get something from Micah in here.