Bagged spinach and tuba playing...

Once again I find myself right in the middle of things. News reports are out of people killed and sickened in 22 states by e coli contaminated bagged spinach. I have eaten two bags of this stuff this week. Well one and a half. I quit eating it when the reports started coming in. Maybe I have the last good half bag of spinach in the country. Should I eat it? Maybe I should encourage blog readers to post their votes in the comment section here. I'll do what you say. Maybe.

At the Lufkin Panther pep rally on Thursday I got there just in time from a trip to Baylor Medical Center. I was dressed in my PTA class shirt, nice kakis, and clean shoes, my other other self you know. The tuba section saw me after the rally was over and I was walking from the stands and one of them hollared, "There is that hippie tuba player." Now what gave them that idea?

Last night after the game one of them ask me, "Can you play loud?" Guess what I told him. They invited me to pick up a horn at the games, but I can't do that. It would take away from a kid playing, probably the least skilled one, you know, face full of pimples and that horn might be the only rocking out he does.

Damn I am all sensitive. I hate it when that happens.