JeoparFeud...and other things

Tomorrow is the dreaded Staff Development Day. So tonight I find myself looking for "limbo-appropriate" music to play during the Field Day Races tomorrow afternoon. Don't ask, it's not that interesting. What is interesting is that there are literally two whole songs in the world to do the limbo to. Seriously. Chubby Checker and Harry Belafonte sing them both, and they are "The Limbo Song" and "Day-O (The Banana Boat Song)." Doesn't it seem like there would be a more extensive limbo repertoire since you have to go around and around, lower and lower, until finally someone falls? Surely an entire game of limbo can't played during one 3-minute Chubby Checker song, can it? I'll tell you what there is, though. There's an entire list of classic tv game show themes. Wheel of Fortune, The Price is Right, Jeopardy!, Who Wants To Be A Millionaire, Family Feud...the list goes on and on. That's for JeoparFeud!, a game we made up to play tomorrow. Why? Who knows. It fills up an hour.

Other random things I have to get off my mind: I incorrectly answered the majority of the questions on the kids' version of Jeopardy! tonight. It's true...the older you get, the dumber you get. Also tonight, I burned brownies for the first time in my whole life. It's sad to look at entire Pyrex dish of brownies, covered in crusty caramel, and think to yourself that they could've made a delicious dessert for a lot of people. Oh well.

Finally, I think that I'm a little bit in love with Wayne Newton. I don't know his music, I've never seen him in Vegas and I don't really know much more about him other than he wooed Beverly D'Angelo in Vegas Vacation once, but I loooove him on Dancing with the Stars. That's right. I watch Dancing with the Stars, and I'm more than a little proud of it. Where else can you cheer on Jennie Garth, Jane Seymour, Marie Osmond and Wayne Newton all at once? No where, I tell you. I'll be sad if he gets voted off, mainly because I have a little soft spot in my heart for the middle-aged men that come on and try to dance. Remember John Ratzenberger last year? What's not to love about Cliff? Kudos to them, for being brave and loveable and good sports.

Oh, and kudos to my Tarheels. Rah-rah, Carolina-lina!