Quote of the Day:
“Why don’t you say something righteous, and hopeful, for a change?” –Oddball
It’s a strange thing. TB hasn’t been in school for almost fifteen years. The Little Scamp won’t start for a few months more. It shouldn’t matter. But it’s in my DNA I guess. School’s out in these parts in about three weeks. Just knowing that somehow makes me happy.
Maybe its because there’s a whole lot of unhappiness shaking up our collective karma these days. In no particular order, we’ve got the oil spill, deadly tornadoes, a world economy still on the (Dear Lord, Please forgive this terrible news junkie pun of which I am about to commit. Amen.) hedge of the cliff, and Rentboy, among others, and when you mix it all together its a foul soup. It can be difficult these days to maintain a positive mental attitude. Something good needs to happen to get those positive waves flowing again.
And so I look to the children. I believe they are our future, by the way. If they are anything like young TB was, the approach of summer vacation will unleash a powerful force of optimism upon a world that needs it. I’m not sure what kids are into for fun these days. But I bet being out of school allows them a lot more time to do it. There are some things, I am confident, that never change.
And if any of you old-timers can recall how sweet it was back in the good ol’ waning school year days when history class meant watching “The Blue and the Gray” all week; when visions of nine o’clock neighborhood spotlight filled your forecast; when the glory of donning your town’s colors under a blistering summer sun dominated your daydreams; when the great summer holiday and midway point of July 4 was too far away to even contemplate; when days filled with crawdad catchin’, golfball huntin’ and whiffle ball tournaments were near enough to plan; when the numbers to your locker combination could be once and for all forgotten (though unbeknownst to you at the time you’d wish one day in your recurrent nightmares they weren’t); when your base burn was in place and your tan was settling in; when boredom and rainy days seemed impossible; when your shoes could be set aside for the duration; when you could envision precisely where to cut out those new paths in your woods; well, if you can recall these things and a hundred other feelings just like them, maybe it’ll help the kids build that wave of positive energy, and maybe that wave will help us get past these hard times that are upon us. Hell, it can’t hurt.
Me and Oddball hate them negative waves….
And I gotta add the song….this’ll make you smile, at least do a little chair dancin’….go on admit it.