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so, today I was flipping through the channels (I have a habit of having to watch tv when I eat alone)... and came upon mtv2 playing all the winning videos from the 1996 vmas. that made me really sentimental and happy. really, not much has changed. I might be seventeen now, but the video for 1979 where they toilet paper everything and jump in the pool still makes me think teenagers are cool. and maybe I started dancing to no doubt... and felt like my excited seven-year-old self dancing in my attic to my tragic kingdom cd. and then I remembered singing spiderwebs with fiona back in the day... and we totally belted out some paula cole in meijer last night. things like that make me feel like everything's stable.
tonight at the informational meeting for fall sports the boosters club suggested some of their ideas for fundraising this year. these were my two favorites:
1) donkeyball. release donkeys into the romeo highschool gym and allow a team of staff and a team of student athletes to go at each other in a quality game of basketball on donkeyback.
2) cowplops. divide the football field into two foot by two foot squares. sell tickets for these squares at ten dollars apiece. release a cow into the fenced off football field. whoever purchased the plot in which the cow first takes a dump receives the grand prize.
apparently, releasing livestock into areas designated for athletics is a real crowd pleaser in these parts.
nights like these remind me that I do, in fact, live in romeo.
tonight at the informational meeting for fall sports the boosters club suggested some of their ideas for fundraising this year. these were my two favorites:
1) donkeyball. release donkeys into the romeo highschool gym and allow a team of staff and a team of student athletes to go at each other in a quality game of basketball on donkeyback.
2) cowplops. divide the football field into two foot by two foot squares. sell tickets for these squares at ten dollars apiece. release a cow into the fenced off football field. whoever purchased the plot in which the cow first takes a dump receives the grand prize.
apparently, releasing livestock into areas designated for athletics is a real crowd pleaser in these parts.
nights like these remind me that I do, in fact, live in romeo.