I was talking to my sister today while her iPod was shuffling through music today. As we were talking the song "Can't Touch This" by M. C. Hammer started playing. GOD I'M OLD!

I started to chuckle as I remembered that that song was popular when I was in 4th or 5th grade at Ashbel Smith Elementary....

Care to take a walk down memory along with me?

I remember a girl names Louisa Aloveras - now that I think of it it's kinda a hard name to forget- she was this tiny Mexican girl who could dance. She could do the M. C. Hammer dance better than anyone and she would do it with a big grin on her face because she knew that she did it better than anyone at the school. We all wore those stupid pants.. you know, tight at the calves - loose from the knees to the waist - and the crotch of the pants almost to your knees. What we we thinking?

The school, Ashbel Smith Elementary, was classic. I went there from kindergarten through 5th grade not long after I graduated to the 6th grade the school was closed because it was to toxic and contaminated for children to attend (maybe that's what's wrong with me LOL). The reports said the the carpet in the classrooms was actually growing dangerous mushrooms and the mold spores in the air ducts were out of control. But the school its self was perfect.

It was an all red brick building that we outgrew so they brought in trailers for extra classrooms. The front steps were something out of the movies, at least that's how I remember them, they were tall and wide. Beside the steps were the grates for the crawlspace, we used to think we saw bats when we looked in there and we'd imagine all kinds of weird stuff that would live under a school.

There were giant old Pecan (pronounced Pee-can, thank you very much) and Oak trees all around the building - I always thought you know - If these trees could talk. And on Sunny days I'd always climb the trees searching for locust skins - No, I was never a Tom-Boy. I loved just looking at them - so foreign and weird.

We lived in Baytown, Texas, a terrible place during the civil war not far from the Historic Battle of San Jacinto. The history of Baytown was so very old and classic... all ruined by Exxon, Chevron, Mobile, and Shell... but that's a post for another day...

Anyway, back to the music... she then turned the iPod to the next song "Let me See Your Tootsie Roll" I'm ashamed. I know the song and I know what a "Tootsie Roll" is - Once I could even do it LMAO I asked her if she knew what a "Tootsie Roll" was or if she knew how to do the M. C. Hammer Dance. Of course she said no, but then she laughed at me like I was talking crazy.

Well, this crazy lady id going to bed.

Good Night Folks
--Trina

PS... the Drink Responsible for this post - Vodka Tonic

I was watching the news at lunch today and they were reporting about the plane that crashed into the Hudson river in New York.

BRAVO to the Pilot!

I've often wondered, while looking at the masses of geese flying in, what would happen if a goose got sucked into the engine. Now I know what would happen if one got sucked into each engine. The answer is, you crash and pray that you have a pilot as good as the one flying that plane!

Whew! Talk about a lucky group of passengers!

--Trina

My kid sister is in her last year of High School, and as is her personality, she took an extra hard english class.

First it was Beowulf...

Then Canterbury Tales...

Then Macbeth....

Then Frankenstein....

Now Wuthering Heights...

No wonder I hated English class in High School, but at least now I'm starting to understand what my teacher was talking about back then....

--Trina