Terms of Endearment

Terms of Endearment won best picture. The Soviet Union announced wanting to boycott the Olympics. The official name of the Turkish city Urfa is changed into Şanlıurfa.

And this car is made:

No wonder George Orwell warned us about 1984. I thought that this car only existed in the realms of the Thunderdome, but it drove past me this morning.

I wonder how this Mustang is welcomed at Ford family reunions. The one that passed me this morning was green, if that works in its favor.

Toads are weird.

Did you know that you can go from mummified toad to living toad after adding a lot of water? I learned that this morning. Yep. I was greeted by mummified toad. What a way to enter the library.

Even more disturbing – my wife rented the Jonas Brothers concert movie. Let’s just say that it’s not as good as the Hannah Montana movie…because I wasn’t sick enough to begin with. Somewhere in the Valley, the Sith were attacking and I was watching karking Mmmbop.

Sunday night we rented 17 Again…and it actually wasn’t bad. Well worth the dollar. My more brun meldir will appreciate that the nerd in the story looks like a nerd, grows up to be successful and still a nerd, and finds a woman (Jan from The Office (who also was Billy Ray Cyrus’ love interest in Hannah Montana)) that is fluent in Tengwar.

You’ve got to respect the beard.


This is George Muller. I respect his beard.

I would like to say that facial hair leads to a deeper spirituality, but we all know what goatees lead to.

I’m reading through George Muller’s journals right now (I know, I feel like a busy-body) and his attitude of prayer blows me away. It’s like when my wife and I helped out in Honduras. Friend Ships is an organization that smuggles (they probably wouldn’t appreciate my use of the term) food, Bibles, and other supplies to places where the need is greatest. Picture blockade runners sneaking into China and Russia, past the government to secret locations of people. That kind of awesome. But they started it all without really marketing/pushing for donations. They put up places where you can donate, but that’s not their focus.

Back to Muller – he was the guy who started up five orphanages without asking for any donations and never went into debt. It was always at the last minute when the food/supplies would be provided. The journal entry that I read this morning dealt with a husband and wife who woke up one morning thinking, “You know what? I think this guy needs a table” and donating most of their furniture to Muller’s orphanage – and Muller hadn’t mentioned the need. Whether it seems simple or not, I’m still always encouraged when I see people give out of love instead of being guilted into things. Think about the complaints people have against televangelists – the focus on money is one of the biggest complaints. Now imagine if we all had Muller’s attitude. Easier said than done, right?

Other thoughts shifting around in my brain this morning…

  1. I put my sarcastic book on hold. I want to do it justice in its mockery of cliches without becoming cliche itself. It’s like Luke and the Dark Side of the Force, really.
  2. I did start a different endeavor, though. A narrative in haikus is all I will say in this non-secure communication.

Something else that the sidewalkdriver will applaud: Booyor’s Ferris Bueller tour of Chicago.

Some time may passed since the last time you’ve seen the movie. I can assure you that this is not it:

I’ll skip the obvious jokes about how addicting Wii Sports is.

September 22, 2009 – Police investigators sent to the home of a convicted drug dealer in Polk County, Florida found and used a Nintendo Wii console during their search, reports TampaBayOnline.

The entire act was caught on tape through a wireless security camera placed in the home where detectives were seen playing numerous frames of Wii Sports Bowling over the course of the day for about an hour.

“Obviously, this is not the kind of behavior we condone,” said Lakeland Police Chief Roger Boatner. “There was a lot of down time, but that does not excuse the fact that we should act as the consummate professionals.”

Police had reportedly placed the camera in the home as far back as December 2008.

At this time, it’s still undecided what, if any, disciplinary action will be brought upon the investigators caught playing the game.

“Certainly this was a case of bad judgment,” said Auburndale Police Chief Nolan McLeod. “We will handle it appropriately.”

How I know that I’m an adult

Yesterday I traded in The Conduit for a pre-order of Wii Fit Plus…and I’m excited.

The Conduit was great when it worked.

But the majority of the time in multiplayer (since the single player was fun while it lasted – but was incredibly (Army of Two) short) your character would load under the map/inside a wall.

Slade was there to witness this happen the first time. I just assumed that it was a weeping and gnashing of teeth brought upon his very existence as punishment for his sins, his vile rage, against his enemy. (To Slade’s credit, it was really tough to map the turn the other cheek action to the WiiMote.)

I guess I’m not as mature as I would believe, though. I see this photo:

and I still wonder why they would put these two people, people paid to concuss each other until loss of consciousness, so close together. If he really wanted to throw the opponent off his game, Bugs Bunny him with a big kiss.

Talk like a what? Day and the results of Pop Quiz 9

“Wow. She looks more radiant than any other candidate.” 14%
“Harumph. Who is this tardy attender?” 86%

This is how I lean when I watch the movie, but I didn’t know if that’s what the Disney animators were going for. Is it because she’s late without an entourage?

Tomorrow I’m going to not say a single word, in honor of the “Talk like a Ninja” counterattack. It might make defending Hunger Games at a statewide meeting a little difficult. We’ll see which wins out.

I can be sarcastic on my own bloggh, right?

All day I’m being positive when students want to check out a book. If, for whatever reason, they’re interested in a book, then go for it.

But then I sit back and think about some of the concepts that made it to publishing. Here is a sampling of covers that I checked back in today.

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Anyone who works with students aged 12-15 can probably identify the author, but I won’t mention his name. The whole set-up for this book is that Tod gets a new hockey stick that he thinks will make him a better player. He doesn’t feel worthy of the stick so he works really hard to deserve the stick until he finally realizes that the power was in him all along.

Really? The Mockingjay Rebellion is poised to tear apart the dystopian Panem so that no generation will suffer the Hunger Games…or Tod decides to use a different hockey stick.

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Look who’s playing first base? That’s the whole intrigue? Let me take a guess…is it the kid on the cover? You know, the one who has the umpire with questionable motives staring at him.

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This one has the whole “Mom is coaching my team” thing going on. (Didn’t Roseanne star in one of those movies?) The only reason this one stood out to me is that the mom looks like Andy Samberg. “I’m on a base.”

Classical Gas by Mason Williams

This one’s for Vern and Danjo:

I can’t help but think that Slade might need to be enlisted for some brass additions.

Rumor has it that the song was originally “Classical Gasoline” but then the title got shortened. It debuted on the Smothers Brothers Hour and then went on to have a trippy music video kaleidescoping paintings, much like Fantasia. Here’s the tab for the song.

I can remember driving around with my dad listening to this song. To be completely honest, part of my Captain Palladium soundtrack was influenced by Mason Williams (but not kaleidescopes).