Scott Burka has begun his blogging adventure. Visit it. Read it. Pay homage to it. You know, Scott is a deep person, or at least it appears to be on his blogger. So his short scripted IM conversations are just that. Short scripted. So anyways the worldwide blogosphere has grown. I’ll have more and more to read each and every day…or every other day. So now I realize why some of you read this junk I post everyday. Reading other people’s thoughts is somewhat interesting. Although I admit that I don’t always read every single word of them, especially if it is a long entry.
One of my regrets from the camp trip yesterday was not charging up my camera’s battery beforehand. The batteries died on me after about 2 dozen pictures. ARGH! And the replacement batteries I had were low too. But anyways… I did get some decent pictures with Todd’s camera. Just like mine except better. 4.1 Megapixels ya know.
Maybe you should read Todd’s account of our Kentucky travels yesterday. And you can visit the Photo of the Moment for a view of a Chinese/Mexican Restaurant.
Tried calling one of the ministers who is on the camp’s board of directors. Unfortunately he was out. I was going to talk to him about this fallen tree thing. I can’t begin to tell you how potentially earth shattering this fallen tree situation is to camp. The thing to do when you go swimming is to swing out on the rope like a monkey. We’re going to have to find a contengency plan. Another tree to put a rope on. And I didn’t know if the board needed to approve this or what. Technically the other side of the creek isn’t even owned by the camp.
I visited the principal’s office today. I wasn’t in trouble. I had just been asked to do the webpage of a local school. I visited the principal trying to get ideas about what needed to be done. So maybe it will look good, if I can get some information about the school….
While I was meeting with the principal, there was some kid in there who was obviously in the elementary version of “In School Suspension.” I thought about asking the kid what did he do to deserve this? Fight? Hitting a teacher? Well in any case it was none of my business. The kid seemed quiet and I pretty much paid him no attention. I felt sorta sorry for the kid, thinking he’s probably not a bad kid, just probably made some huge mistake and had to spend all day in the principal’s office. The kid was pretty well under control…obviously not wanting to rock the boat. The kid even raised his hand to ask to go to the bathroom. As I was leaving I noticed his father pulling up to the school and taking him home early. The father looked like Tim McGraw….