Saturday, August 23, 2008
Thanks to my loyal readers for the encouragement on the previous post. That helped a lot. So did a quiet night on-call. The worst thing today was the Browns defense, or lack thereof. Better get the starters healthy, or it'll be time to drop the Browns off in the Supebowl. About 1 hour after a hearty CaptainTaco microwaved burrito.
Actually, since my daughter's mom has been on one of her patented magical, mystery tours, where she doesn't tell my kid where she's going or when she'll be back, we got a lot done. Met with the pooh-bahs of the High School, namely the Superintendant, Principal, and Head of Guidance Counselling. She was expecting a lot of crap about her plan to graduate a year early. Actually, these guys were great. I really wish I could reveal more of my CaptainSQL secret identity by naming the school district because they deserve a lot of credit. Always have been helpful.
Do need to clear up some possible misconceptions from the previous post. My daughter becoming frummer (more religious) was entirely of her interest and doing. Nope, it flies directly in the face (as in the Spike Jones 1942 hit) of 10 years of the finest Kumbiyah ordered by the evil Judge Christine McMonagle. Ha ha. The congregation from the past performing the parental alienation against me was from the teeny-weeny extremely left-wing Reconstuctionist branch. These guys are so itchy to goose step to whatever shizz the New York Times puts out and to blame President Bush for earthquakes in Chile that they can barely keep their clothes on. Once she got into High School she pretty much started seeing these hippies for what they are and bailed out PDQ fast. Double ha ha. Also, she's a normal teenage girl. The Orthodox haven't been impacted by the Kumbayista initiative to scientifically remove all testosterone from any males.
The only question I've got for the Frumsters is this: Given all the wonderful food in the world that you could Kosher, such as Bratwurst, or some turkey or beef variety of bacon, and many varieties of beer, why was one of the first products microwave burritos? At least ther could have been some dang quesedillas.
Anyway, my weekend work of rock relocation is done, and more football is on the way.
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Actually, since my daughter's mom has been on one of her patented magical, mystery tours, where she doesn't tell my kid where she's going or when she'll be back, we got a lot done. Met with the pooh-bahs of the High School, namely the Superintendant, Principal, and Head of Guidance Counselling. She was expecting a lot of crap about her plan to graduate a year early. Actually, these guys were great. I really wish I could reveal more of my CaptainSQL secret identity by naming the school district because they deserve a lot of credit. Always have been helpful.
Do need to clear up some possible misconceptions from the previous post. My daughter becoming frummer (more religious) was entirely of her interest and doing. Nope, it flies directly in the face (as in the Spike Jones 1942 hit) of 10 years of the finest Kumbiyah ordered by the evil Judge Christine McMonagle. Ha ha. The congregation from the past performing the parental alienation against me was from the teeny-weeny extremely left-wing Reconstuctionist branch. These guys are so itchy to goose step to whatever shizz the New York Times puts out and to blame President Bush for earthquakes in Chile that they can barely keep their clothes on. Once she got into High School she pretty much started seeing these hippies for what they are and bailed out PDQ fast. Double ha ha. Also, she's a normal teenage girl. The Orthodox haven't been impacted by the Kumbayista initiative to scientifically remove all testosterone from any males.
The only question I've got for the Frumsters is this: Given all the wonderful food in the world that you could Kosher, such as Bratwurst, or some turkey or beef variety of bacon, and many varieties of beer, why was one of the first products microwave burritos? At least ther could have been some dang quesedillas.
Anyway, my weekend work of rock relocation is done, and more football is on the way.
Labels: Football, Kumbiyah, Music, Psychotic Ex
