Is it wrong for me to use the Jo Bros as a title knowing that it will rank higher in Google searches?
Knowing that some tweener in the middle of the night is going to be searching for some sniglet of information that she doesn’t already know about her one true love, and end up here? Is that wrong?
Somehow the parent in me wants to know what the heck that tweener is doing up in the middle of the night doing searches, instead of being in bed like they should be.
Moving on.
Only a scant few hours lie between me and 13 tweeners who will be coming to my house to help The Princess ransack and destroy said house. Yes, you read that correctly. 13 girls. All between the ages of 12, and 13. In my house. Overnight. And I have to work the next morning. Go to a meeting, actually, but it is a meeting that I can’t nod off in. Bummer.
The tweeners descend upon our house at 6pm Wednesday evening. We will do the obligatory present opening thing to get it out of the way first, and then we will be piling into vehicles to ferry said tweeners to The Sports Emporium.
Ominous background music inserted here.
At the Emporium of Sports we will be playing a raucous, and blood-thirsty game of laser tag. I get to play. Because I whined about it. After that, we come home. Eat cake, ice cream, and fire up the computers in the house so that dancing and merriment can commence.
I will be retreating to my back yard with a beer, ok lots of beer, a cigar, and The Roxinator. She doesn’t do well with large groups of people. She can’t focus on everything that is going on and it makes her fretful. Wimpy hound.
During all of this I just know that Google will be getting billions of hits off of my 2 computers for The Jonas Brothers. The Princess is going to their concert on Friday, while a couple of her friends saw them last week in Hershey. We were on vacation at the time, so she was unable to attend that particular show.
Much wailing, and gnashing of teeth inserted here.
So, you are now up to date on the goings on in my life. Other than the return to the soul sucking waste of time called my job that I had to return to yesterday.
But I don’t talk about work here.
Namaste.
July 29th, 2008 at 8:09 am
Oh dear. I am a teacher of 6th graders, and I know for a fact that it’s not the noise that’s a problem, it’s the quiet.
July 29th, 2008 at 8:31 am
You have my deepest sympathies. I can not even think of putting myself in a room with 20-30 6th graders and closing the door. Without proper protection.
I have volunteered with The Princess on MLK day for the past millenium, and when I did it last year I had to flex my muscles a bit. Her guitar class was going to be playing at a nursing home. The teacher wanted to go over some info. In a guitar class you have kids that follow the rules, and you have kids that just want to jam. The jammers wanted to keep playing. I had to walk over to them, lean in and say “Hey! Wake up and listen.”
It helps that I am 6′ and 300 lbs.
That was over a year ago. I run into one of the boys every now and then, and invariably get the “Duuuude” for him. I am cool with that.
Namaste.
August 12th, 2008 at 4:55 am
I found your site on technorati and read a few of your other posts. Keep up the good work. I just added your RSS feed to my Google News Reader. Looking forward to reading more from you down the road!