HPC YAY!, Marty McFly, and Meteorological Jargon
I've been working on this video for our church's school and while the actual making of the video is a pain in the ass, it's difficult to not love these kids and what God is doing in them through the school. It's amazing when you think about how important those years are in someone's life. Tanya, the principal, says that the government determines the number of jail cells that it will build based on the reading scores of 3rd graders. Who knew that reading was such an indicator? If that is true, and apparently it has proven to be a very accurate predictor, then our cities are in big trouble. I wonder if it has to do with the actual ability to read or the fact that reading seems to be something that you learn in the home, therefore the more attention a kid gets in the home the less likely he/she is to occupy a jail cell.
I have this desire to see all the kids lives in fast-forward so that I can see who they will become and do something to help the kids who end up messing up. Kind of like Michael J. Fox in Back to the Future. It's too bad that kids have to grow up and live in the real world. My sister just gave birth to a new baby boy and I would hate to think that he even has the capacity to grow into a criminal. Then again, he is related to me. Blahhhhh......
By the way, you won't hear this on the evening news, but this is girlfriend weather we're having. Earlier this morning, the National Weather Service issued a loneliness advisory. Extreme conditions can severly affect the elderly and those hooked on Hollywood. Preventative measures include going out with friends and calling loved ones. Anyway, this weather makes me want to do that thing where you jump in the air and clap your heels together. I swear that smell in the air is the best thing in the world.
The number one download on ITunes right now is a song called "My Humps" which also includes references to the singers "lovely lady lumps." I am looking forward to the Weird Al version. I hope it is about mashed potatoes and not mammograms.
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