Hoedown Throwdown

UPDATED: this is a combo of Wednesday and Thursday due to the fact that I cannot read the difference between 'PUBLISH' and 'SAVE NOW' when sitting in my 'SEVERE WEATHER EMERGENCY SHELTER.' (Also known as a dark basement hallway with no lights except for the spotlight gallery lighting on the 1970's artwork.)

As I sit here listening to the sirens go off, I find myself wishing these fluorescent lights would start to flicker and hoping to find myself laptopping from battery power alone.

I'm reminded of the first official PG-13 movie I ever saw in the theater. Twister. (Not to be confused with McGee & Me: Twister and Shout.) Twister was PG-13 and these were the days when the Maple Grove Mann theater carded. Or so I thought. Like showing my OJH 7th grade ID that was only used to get into dances would suddenly make it ok for me to hear a little more cursing than I was accustomed to.

Anyway, Twister opened up a whole new world for me, one sucky PG-13 movie at a time. Which is probably why I find myself drawn to the PG's to this day. It's like Twister was a letdown and I reverted back to what I knew I could always count on. Which is why I watched Hannah Montana: The Movie last night. and I cannot rave enough about the greatness that is: Tyra Banks. and wow, if Rascal Flatts ever sat on my porch and sang God Bless the Broken Road with me......I think I would pee my pants. Mainly because I'd be remembering the text that showed up on the screen at their concert last October: "God bless the broken road that lead me to this concert!! :) <3!!!

Tornado Warning. Now. (EDIT: this is where I move to the emergency shelter. This has not happened in 31 years...or so I'm told...I'm so glad I can be a part of it.)

I can't help but wonder if perhaps, just maybe, this so called "TORNADO" might be the finger of God trying to flick old Brett back where he belongs. (I'm not sure if I'm referrring to Wisconsin or Mississippi. Choose your own adventure.)

Not that I have a real opinion on the matter. I will be/am very much a bandwagoner and will proclaim the greatness of Brett Favre.......if he succeeds. If not, I will delete any blogish evidence, deny you all as friends and debunk any and all rumors that I ever was a 'Vikings Fan' by buying a cute Patriots tshirt. or maybe a generic NFL one so I can just bandwagon jump as much as I want but not need a new tshirt.

So now you know. My "love" for "minnesota sports" is "pure" and "genuine" and my "loyalty" will never "fade."

Until they start to suck.

You may notice you have not read about the Twins for a while. Well now that they've won two games in a row, and Joey Baseball is sitting at a crisp .380 so I guess I can give them a brief mention...here's to Delmon Young and Denard Span. That they continue to pop it, lock it, and polka dot it. mazel tov.