Archive for April, 2012

And here’s why. I just heard on the radio that a remake of Grease is in the making. That alone gave me pause, because you shouldn’t mess with the classics. Then I heard who is being discussed to play the leads. You know,  the Olivia Newton-John and John Travolta roles. And the names are . . . wait for it . . . Taylor Swift and Justin Bieber.

Oh my.

May God have mercy on our souls.

Note: I always wanted to use the word “nigh” in a blog title. Mission accomplished.

Styx: “Come Sail Away

Posted: April 17, 2012 in Rock Music, Rock Videos


I have an idea to solve this whole airport patdown controversy. For those who don’t like it, let’s have a seperate set of planes in which anybody can get on with no searches. You know, men, women, children, terrorists, etc. Just hop on and hope for the best. The others can be searched, board the plane, and feel comfort in the fact that the plane won’t blow up.

Problem solved.

Note: The Shoestring of the Day can be anything. Great lyrics, videos, movie scenes, photos, whatever fits the mood.  Today’s rock lyric comes from my man Mark Oliver Everett of The Eels.

Got a sky that looks like heaven

Got an earth that looks like shit

And it’s getting hard to tell where

What I am ends

And what they’re making me begins.

Climbing to the Moon” – The Eels (Mark Oliver Everett)

The DeiselJust a couple quick ones here. As some of you know this is my first year back in the classroom after several years as an Athletic Director and PE teacher. Anyway, awhile back we had Valentine’s Day parties at the end of the day. When everyone was starting to leave to go home, a little 3rd grade kid sauntered by. Here’s the conversation:

Me: “Man, you guys really know how to party in this hallway.”

Kid, without missing a beat: “This is nothin’ man. St. Patrick’s Day is off the hook.”

That cracked me up for some reason.

A couple weeks ago I asked the kids as a bonus question on a test to name the seven dwarfs. What follows are some of the answers:






God, I love my job.

Finally, on another day a new kid enrolled. He was in first grade. His name? Diesel Walker. Coolest name ever, right? Kid had swag for days, just strutting around like he owned the place. First grade chicks dug him like you would not dream. Unfortunately that all ended one day when he pooped his pants. Let me tell ya, pooping your pants is a stone cold image killer. Plus, it’s hard to be badass when you’re waddling off to the school nurse, ya know? Sad day for the Diesel. Sad day indeed.