Skipping the lolcat and going right to Suzi envy.

Emmett's All-Star team won their first game tonight, 18-2 vs. Martinez. (All Stars is separate from the tournament schedule, and a bigger deal. This is how you work your way up to the Little League World Series.)

Oy - apparently there's a Little League All-Star pledge you have to recite before the game. God and country are mentioned. Yeesh.

and I thought the baby lady was rude. The snack bar cashier just told me someone threw a pretzel at her because it wasn't hot enough.

And then she gave him a refund!

I said, "OK it probably won't happen agaion since it's never happened before but you should know... that's assault and he should have at the very least been thrown out. We would have been within our rights to call the police." She's a great employee. We were twice as busy as we expected to be and she never lost it once. I didn't even find out about the pretzel thrower until I was giving the cashier a gift card for doing a great job.

DavidS your little league prayer reminds me of a friend of my brother (I can't recall his name but) he used to play for the Kansas City NFL team (the Chiefs?) Before every game a handful of devout players would gather in the end zone for a prayer circle. My brother's friend proposed that the atheists should be allowed to gather in the other end zone to do the hokey pokey.

The snack bar cashier just told me someone threw a pretzel at her because it wasn't hot enough.

The fuck? Some people, geez.

Seriously. I mean I think it is very cool that she was able to calmly give the asshat a refund but I do wish she would have called me so I could have treated him the way he really deserved.

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Belated punctuation to Erika. The Emmet & neighbour's dog story slew me. Hil - I got nothin. But I feel your pain. Argh.

Pizza and porn, eh? Huh. There's a sure fire way to get embarassing stains of one type or another in one's bunk.

Meanwhile, I have spent today moving classrooms. Or rather, an hour or so moving classrooms, followed by several hours of pushing things around, moving them around again, shoving boxes in spaces and generally trying to make it look like a classroom and fighting off the feeling that it needs to become the platonic ideal of classroomness possible in this particular space, because - no. Just no. It needs to be a classroom that can function today and tomorrow, and then after the summer holidays we can make it into The One True Classroom. Yes.

My kids, meanwhile, watched Labyrinth. They had a great day. (Although Ja, who is kneehigh to a grasshopper and has a brain the size of a small Caribbean island, apparently found it quite scary, and suspects he'll have nightmares. Bless. I have his sister Jean next year. She's the spitting image of Lilo from Lilo and Stitch. Spitting image. But much more reserved/uptight/Thai. Plus, I suspect her of being much more able than she has seemed to be thus far - because, holy cow, with Ja for a big brother I would totally be assuming I was crap. But I think she's sneakily quite bright too.)

Er.

....sorry, this wasn't actually supposed to be as totally me-tastic as it apparently is. Um. Sorry 'bout that.

Procrastinating, you say?

glances around at appallingly messy classroom. Sighs.

Yeah, 'kay. It's a fair cop.

eta Also, fie upon the pretzel-hurler. May someone throw something at him tomorrow. Hard. From a great height. And then may all the birds flying in his vicinity find themselves stricken with diaho...diar...diahorororo...well, you get the general idea.

I read the new posts without caffeine, so none of them sunk in, except Fay's because Fay's was the last.

So...um...I figured Fay was offering some political commentary on the Libby pardon because clearly, 'pretzel-hurler' was a euphemism for Bush, yeah?

Ooops. Now I get it. Sorry some customers are so rude, Laga. Sheesh. The poor cashier.

Suzi, that sounds fabulously fun!

Morning, Cindy! What are you guys up to today?

Timelies. I'm back at the Orlando airport killing an hour before my flight home boards.

Wow! Early flight, ND. How did the rest of the trip go?