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Waiting on The Jonas Brothers.

Published July 23rd, 2008 in Insanity, Jonas Bros, Princess, waiting for | No Comments »

The Princess entered a contest.

Let’s start at the beginning. The Princess likes “The Jonas Brothers”. Really likes them. Sings their songs all of the time, likes them. Reads everything, and anything about them, likes them.

She lives, and breathes everything “Jonas”.

The Jo Bros.

The Jo Bros with their Jo Bro ‘Fros.

So she is going to a Jo Bro concert in Scranton on August 1. During the process of ordering tickets, she also joined “Team Jonas”, which is the Jonas Brothers Fan Club. Being a member of this club entitles her to getting inside info about the JoBros. And notification of upcoming JoBro functions, such as “meet and greets” at concerts and such.

We have been plagued the past couple of days with The Princess asking every few minutes if The JoBros have called. She wants to meet and greet in the worst way.

The Jo Bros. Nick, Joe, and Kevin Jonas. They also have a little brother named Frankie. Whose nick(not Jonas)name is “Frank the Tank”. Also known as the Bonus Jonas. Or Bo Jo for those in the “In”. And he could also be known as the Bo Bro. Or the Bo Jo Bro.

Too bad that they don’t live in Monroe. Or Idaho.

So I have been stringing Jo Bro words together to make The Princess crazy.

Such as “The JoBro’s haven’t called because they are in the Dojo, playing Solo, on The Dobro, and they can’t invite No Mo Kiddo’s.

Aren’t I clever? I will add more as I think of them. Right now with The Princess reading over my shoulder that is all I can come up with.

Fo’ Sho.

Namaste.

Update: They still have not called. I am slowly being driven insane by the continual questioning of my youngest daughter as to whether or not the Jo Bro’s with their Jo Bro ‘Fros, and their Jo Hawk haircuts have called us to let us know that The Princess is invited to their “meet and greet” in Scranton.

I pray to God that they invite her. This is her 13th birthday, and she is driving the family slowly to the brink of madness.

Please, Jo Bro’s. Call us. I beg of you.

Namaste.

Not acting my age

Published May 3rd, 2008 in Life, Princess, kids, the truck, waiting for | 4 Comments »

I am a piece of work.

By my own admission. Given the chance, I would have my hair down to my ass with a beard to match. Unfortunately work gets in the way. It is rather difficult running a cash register when you have to keep tossing your beard over your shoulder.

And not everyone is understanding when they come across a long hair in their freshly ground hamburger.

Which is another question. After 28 years in retail food, I still don’t know why they call ground beef “hamburger”, or “hamburg”. There is no pork in it. It is only beef.

Whatever.

Driving up to the school the other night to pick up The Princess from her last volleyball game, I whipped the truck into a parking place and sat back to watch the parents. You have the Mom’s with their cutesy cars who are always talking on their phones. You have the Mom’s with their vans who are always staring off into space. And you have the Dad’s with their humungoid vehicles that could be used for world dominiation.

And then you have my faded red 12 year old Toyota with a stereo that is worth more than the truck. Blasting out Linkin Park.

Not many of the parents talk to me.

I think that I like it like that.

Namaste.