PLANET3RRY

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One of my “on-going” house projects is cleaning up the back yard of sticks and brush and fallen trees etc. Even though we live in a subdivision, it is an older one so the habitat is fairly established. We have Rabbits, Squirrels, Raccoons, Oppossums, Snakes, Chimpmunks and now added to the list is turtles.

It’s awesome that the kids are in the “discovery” mode, so anything that I can market well, they are interested in.

“HEY GUYS! You WANNA see a TURT-TULLLL?”

“SHORE!”

“Well come here.”

“That’s Awesome!”

“What’s his name?”

“Turkey…. HAHAHAHA”

So meet Turkey the Turtle.

Balliff: GREAT GOOGLY-MOOGLY! ALL RISE for the Honorable Judge Carl Gruber.

Balliff: Judge Gruber, Docket Number 262, Running Community vs. Planet3rry for blatent disregard of Running Statute 1478(a)(3)iii, commonly refered to as the “10% Rule”.

Judge: What is your plea, Mr. Planet3rry.

Planet3rry: Non-Guilty, your Honor.

Judge: What is your stand Mr. Trotter.

Prosecuting Attorney: Your Honor, it is of disrespect to our founding running fathers and to even Phedippies himself that this person would have such reckless disregard for this code of ethics in the running community. to have violated this is a national outrage! We are suggesting that he gets the maximum sentence your honor.

[Courtroom Gasps]

Judge: I see from the lack of another human being sitting next to you that you are going to represent yourself during this trial.

Planet3rry: Yes, your honor.

[Courtroom Gasps]

Judge: Very Well. Mr. Trotter you may proceed.

Mr. Trotter: Thank you your honor. I would like to show this first piece of evidence. Security Camera Footage of the Neyland and 3rd Creek Greenway Junction Parking Lot on the afternoon of October 28th 2008. What we can see here is that the defendant is starting to run at 4:30pm. He then comes back around 7:50pm and then heads out AGAIN!

[Courtroom Gasps]

And returns just before 9:00pm. 4 and ONE half hours of running. FOUR and ONE HALF HOURS! Unless the defendant was walking, he must have gone more than 17 miles!

My Next Piece of evidence is his online training log. IT CLEARLY shows that his running last week was 22.1 miles. TWENTY TWO POINT ONE!  and the week before that, 15.2.

[Courtroom Gasps. Woman starts to cry.]

I’m no mathematician, but when I plug this into my Texas Instrument TI-30 Electronic Abacus, I come out with 45% more miles than the week before!

[Courtroom Gasps]

AND…

[Courtroom Gasps]

Out of those miles… 1.75 of them were designated BY the Defendant, HIMSELF as “SPEED”.  16%, dare I say.

Finally, I want to show this court of Law that he traditionally runs 6.1 miles on Thursday. Given his mileage of 22.1 last week, he could ONLY run 24.2 miles this week. Take Away the 6.1 miles and that leaves a total of ONLY 18.1 miles that he could have run on the evening of October 28th, BUT, let me remind you his long run of last tuesday, October 21st, was a mere 16 miles… it was  2-fer and I overlook that detail, so he could only, legally run 17.1 miles… something the video evidence strongly suggest he ran further. The Prosectution rests your honor.

Judge: Thank you, Mr. Trotter. Planet3rry, you have the courtroom.

Planet3rry: Thank you Judge . Four Score and, oh, 7 miles ago, I started the month of October with a goal to make it the best month possible. I had a dream! I wanted to have so many miles under my belt that when it came to marathon time in November that nothing would stand in my way. I would never never never never give up! It’s what I could do for the United States of AH-MERICA! Now, when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor, did we let the little rule of don’t fire until fired upon. Oh, okay so we did! But Congress didn’t have to put Japan on secret double probation, nor did we have to triple dog dare Germany to invade Europe. No. We did what Chuck Norris would do… we primped our hair and went out and kicked aaaaa, uh buttocks. We did it for the Red White and the Blue. My resolve for running was stalwart and didn’t need more resolve. So, it’s not that I didn’t want to do the this that I did but I had to do what I did because it’s what I do. My fellow Americans, lets take a stand for peace and for the betterment of the running world, just get out and VOTE! Thank you.

[Courtroom errupts in clapping and clearing. Veterans stand and salute the flag]

Judge: ORDER! ORDER! What kind of garbage was that?

Planet3rry: My Defense sir.

Judge: Are you mocking my courtroom. I do not stand for mockery in my courtroom!

Planet3rry: No sir, understood sir.

Judge: What was your mileage for your run on October 28th?

Planet3rry: Which part, your honor?

Judge: Oh, let’s just say: THE WHOLE RUN!

Planet3rry: Um, 21.6 miles… sir.

Judge: Twenty Wah-MY GOD SAVE MY SOUL!

[Courtroom Gasps. Some get physically ill]

Judge: That’s 43% over your mileage from Last Week by itself. Let me remind you, son, that Running Statute 1478(a)(3)iii, clearly states that “Total weekly mileage shall not exceed the current week’s total milage by more than 10%. Violation of this statute shall result in 5…”

Mr Trotter: “3, your honor”

Judge: “3 weeks of probation, plus 5…”

Mr Trotter: “3, your honor”

Judge: “3 weeks of solitude confinment. Furthermore, mileage which qualifies as “speedwork” as dictated in Section 954 of these Regulations shall have this punishment increased 5…”

Mr Trotter: “No, 5 is right Your Honor”

Judge: “5 fold!”

Planet3rry: “Man, I feel like I am in some Monty Python movie.”

Judge: “I tell you this because I want you to know that when it comes to procedure, I’m not a patient man. I advise you, sir, that when you come into my courtroom, you are to know the letter of the law. I react harshly when you don’t. INSOLANCE. Bailliff, throw him to the Floor!”

Bailliff: “Throw him to the floor? Sir?”

Judge: “YES, I said Throw Him to the Floor, very woughly!”

Planet3rry: “Oh, now we see the violence inherent in the system!”

[Most of this was unoriginal ideas, unscrupulously stolen borrow and "frankensteined" together. References are Former President John F Kennedy, Former President William J Clinton, President George W Bush, Martin Luther King, jr, Bluto from the movie Animal House, Monty Python and the Holy Grail, Life of Brian, A Christmas Story, Snickers Commercial or Captain Beefheart, Monty Python's Flying Circus, Gettysburg Address by Former President Abraham (no middle initial) Lincoln, and Sir Winston Leonard Spencer-Churchhill. The Courtroom Scene along with the Judge and Prosecuting Attorney was inspired from the movie My Cousin Vinny]

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If you saw my Facebook Profile last night, I happened to call myself a “Running Hypocrite”. And given my dialogue of the proceeding above, you know now that it involves the 10% Rule(S). There is actually 2 of them and while they are called rules, they are guidelines really. Created to help avoid injury and a generally good idea.

When I am creating training schedules for those that I coach, I do have the values for these calculated for me, just as a reference point. I really don’t want to beat into the ground those I am trying to help. There is some merit to not taxing the body too much in a given week, but you’d really want it to be a “moving” 7 days and not just a bracketed Sunday-Saturday week to really do the 10% Rule. You don’t miraculously heal on Saturday night.

The Rules suggest that you shouldn’t run more than 10% of the total mileage from the week before and you should not increase your speed work by more than 10% then the week before.

Where I called myself out was that last night I ran 21.6 miles. I had only planned on running 12 miles, but then I missed lunchtime run, so I was going to run 16 miles. While running, I realized that I had miscalculated and that if I was going to run 16, I was going to have to do some weird route. I then realized that if I added Cherokee Boulevard to my run, that would add 5 miles of good hill work on crushed gravel and it would be early in the workout. So, I elected to do that.

Once on my way back to car, I was trying to figure out my mileage and I realized that instead of running 15 miles, I was actually running 16.6 miles. Yeah, I totally had deleted the 0.8 stretch from 3rd Creek to Cherokee Boulevard as miles that I was running! So on the way back to the car, I decided that if i felt well, not necessarily good or perky, that I would run for another 6 miles. Being dark when I started out from the car, I negotiated with myself that I would run 5 miles and that would be “safer” and that would put me at 21.6 miles.

So, what’s so wrong with that? Well, today starts my official taper. I NEVER recommend that people run more than 20 miles less than 4 weeks out, much less 17 days out from Race Day. I aim for the Longest Run (around 22-23) to be perferably 6 weeks out, with another big run at 4 weeks (18-19) out and then drops off from there, leading into the taper. Now, I do customize training programs on the fly, so there might be a time that we might “bend” the rules here and there, but to blatantly run an extra 5 miles…. uh, right in front of my own face is hypocracy.

Apart from the 2 seconds of guilt that I had for running 22.6 miles, I think my times were pretty good. I did have some “technical difficulties” but I think I can fix those before Race Day. Now that I am in “Taper Bubble” I need to start to get intimate with the courses and what to expect. I may even drive to Rutledge to see the course with my own eyes. No one has run this particular route as a marathon before and so I have no information about it. Harpeth Hills on the other hand BOASTS about its hills and monkeys and how runners don’t survive… free cemetery plot with every registration.

I have taken some extra protein to help with muscle recovery and i am not that sore yet. One weird thing is that I am not that hungry… typically, I would be famished and be eating everything I could, but actually, I haven’t had that much out of the ordinary today.

This is a running related post (cue: My Lovely and Talented Wife to move to the next post) and it will involve talking about pooping (but only briefly) and there is a rather gross picture below of my knee. I will try to do a mouseover code so that if you don’t want to see the oozing mess, you don’t have to.

So the story I am about to tell takes place on Thursday October 23rd in Knoxville Tennessee. My Lovely and Talented Wife has her unit meetings on Thursdays and so to spend more time with her and to get some mileage in (her suggestion) I drive her to her meeting and then run home. This works out perfectly because I get a decent mid-mileage run of 6.1 miles in when she is “working”.

This past weekend the In-Laws were in town (for more than 24 hours - THE SHOCK!) and so My Mother in Law, we will call her Lola since that is Tagalog for “Grandmother” and what the kids call her. Likewise My Father in Law is called Lolo which is Tagalog for (you guessed) “Funny Old Guy” or “Grandfather”, whichever seems appropriate at the time.

So, the deal was that I was going to take My Lovely and Talented Wife’s Car to the meeting and I would pick up some cupcakes since it was the Birthday Meeting and she would ride with Lola in her car. Everything goes as plans, and I start to run. Now, 6.1 miles takes me about an hour or so to finish since I am dealing with lots of traffic and hills, I just can’t get going with any amount of speed to have a faster average pace. And this is a good thing for my training because training is not all about being fast.

Not 7minutes in my run, do I get the “Call of Nature” (which The Younger refers to as “I gotta Poo-Poo”). Now, this call of nature seems to be something of a theme this marathon season as I have had this call more than once and more “unopportune” times then I want to count. My 18 mile run for a week ago was cancelled after 2 miles due to “technical difficulties”.

Anyway, I got the “signal” and I knew that I needed to so something, now. Why look it’s Family Bowl, the same bowing alley in my Facebook profile picture from a few pictures back. They have a bathroom, I am going there. So I make my way to the bowling alley and I have to stop and access the situation. Things have become much more “urgent” and I am only 30 feet from the front door!

Since I said that I was only going to talk about this briefly, let’s just say that Runners Do What Runners Do.

So I am leaving Family Bowl to head home but I am now on the opposite side of the road. To better describe this road, it was a frontage road for the interstate that became one of Knoxville’s Motor Miles. On the side that I usually run on, there is a large grassy “buffer” from the road, hence the reason that I usually run on that side. Plus, some of the car lots are set up so that I can run on the asphalt, which is nice and flat.

The Side that I was on is the “under developed” side and has a small shoulder, maybe 2-3feet or so, but the terrian just past the road shoulder isn’t condusive to running. It’s either a drainage ditch or shrubbery-wooded area or at best an unattended open field which is a footing nightmare.

As I am leaving the Family bowl, I get on the shoulder. I am looking to cross to the otherside when I can, but I want to keep moving forward. A couple of cars in both direction keep me from making that move and the shoulder comes up to one of the areas where there is a drainage ditch on the side of the road. As I am approaching it, I see that the edge of the asphalt has buckled somewhat and that it doesn’t look too stable as there are parts of the ashpalt that are “splitting” from the road. Not only that, but it has shrunk the good footing of the shoulder such that it would take me right to the yellow line, if not over it. Plus there were a couple cars coming towards me as well.

The plan was to jump over the worst part of the asphalt and to never break stride. Easy enough, it would just be to time a 2-3ft jump in stride, something that I have done before. I quickly ran the visualization in my head, and it was 1, 2, 3 and jump.

This was one of those times where time seems to stand still or move VERY slowly. I felt like I was up in mid-air for a long time, and as I was up there, a few thoughts crossed my mind. One, the asphalt looks weaker from up here than originally thought, I am going to have to adjust my landing. Two, that car is going to just pass me as I am making this jump, so I can use the road as contingency plan if something goes wrong. So I have to jump straight forward since there is the road to the right and the ditch to the left.

As I am landing, I see that the asphalt isn’t flat but looks like the reason that it looks torn is because it has caved in slightly, making me question landing in full stride… so I pull back at the last moment. This threw off all the Force Vectors that were going on in my head and I lost control of the situation and I fell went splat.

I must have fallen either after the 1st car had already passed me or as it was passing me. I didn’t remember seeing it, but I do remember the car behind it approaching me. It was dusk and although there was still some light outside, the car had their headlights on. I had fallen and my palms and right knee had taken the brunt of fall. I was prone on the shoulder of the road, with an approaching car. Speed limit is something around 35 but everyone goes whatever the hell they feel like… myself included.

My first thought was “GET UP” as fast as I could, but not knowing what was injured, I didn’t want to try to get up only to fall into the path of the moving car. Or being winded and trying to get up only to fall back down again and roll into the ditch. Quick mental internal scan revealed that nothing seemed to be seriously hurt, so I started moving my feet and was able to get upright before the car was close to me. It was only a few steps before I could feel the burn in my hands and my knee.

Apparently I had fallen straight down and not down then forward. I had an abrasion, but it was just from the impact and not from skidding, so the skin was broken but not bad. My hand were red, but they weren’t bloody at all… they just hurt. I couldn’t see any blood running down my knee, but that hurt as well, but not to run… just from the injury.

So I am less than 1.5 miles into my run, and it’s already an adventure.

I was able to cross quickly to the other side, the safer side, of the road fairly quickly. Once over there, my knee was sore but not too bad, I had run in more pain before, so I didn’t stop. I didn’t feel any running blood, so that was a good sign. Getting a better look at my hands, they were sore but no real broken skin. I must have come straight down.

So, I keep moving forward. Further down Parkside Drive, I cross back over the road. The reason for this is that I can face traffic at this point and run on the shoulder of the road. I can see when a car comes and then can hop back onto the shoulder with plenty of time. This time, I try something new… I run in the island section of the divided road. This way I can see the car and the ground is a little more stable then the side of the road. Plus there is plenty of buffer between me and traffic in both directions.

But then a mini-van honks at me. And scares me enough to break my stride, oh no. So for the next few miles nothing of consequence happens, which is fine by me. However, once I was on Kingston Pike, there was another honking incident.

I am not sure if the car didn’t see me until the last moment or what but as the car was passing, it honk. And it scared me again because I wasn’t expecting it! Oi! I can only imagine that the driver didn’t see me until the last moment and I scared them, so they honked the horn and probably called me a few expletitives, which in turn scared me. I was easily 3′ from the white line of Kingston Pike, so it’s not like I was very close to the car. I just need to remember to bring my clip on lights to make me more visible… “oooooo Shiny light”

Despite being the injuries, my net run time was fastest for this route to date. It was about 6 minutes faster! So, I’d probably do decently in a 10k right now, but I am still unsure how I will fair in my two marathons in November.

Oh Hi There!

I am glad to see that people still read this thing. I do actually write things for this blog. Unfortunately they are usually in my head. And let’s just say the “Publish” button in my head isn’t quite as efficient…

So, What I got…

We went to a Birthday Party for one of The Elder’s classmates, I took a bunch of pictures and need to send them to her Mom. She’s a girl with Down’s and she was totally awesome. The best part was that the non-Special Needs (as PC as I could put it) vie for her attention and to be next to her. It was described as “Her Queen and Her Court”. Awesome stuff. I need to post the pictures here.

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We purchased a new computer and if you happened to see my Facebook Profile, you’ll know that I took the Vista off and upgraded it to XP. Well, in course of that move, I made back-ups of our files… well, with my new meds, not only am I focused but I am organized. I think I scare My Lovely and Talented Wife. For 7 years she never knew we had a workshop in our basement. It was formally called “Terry’s room of perpetual storage” but now after a few weekends of cleaning here and there… there’s a workshop… where you can like work and workout and store stuff. Not only store stuff, but find it later (and it not be on the floor, under 5 layers of boxes).

Well, let’s just say that our File Archive is about as bad as the workshop. I am probably about 1/2 way of clearing out, pruning, deleting, archiving and organizing our computer files. I mean, how many copies of a file do I need? Apparently, I needed (at a minimum) 8 for non-important files and 12 (in 4 different locations) for important files.

Since memory is getting cheaper by the second. It’s time to compress and archive.

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Training for the marathons has been going okay. I have fallen into a training program that seems to be very efficient for me and although I am probably not getting ALL the miles that I need. I am getting more (I’ll have to check for sure) miles overall than previous training programs. I didn’t get a 20+ miler in my training, but I did get a 18.7 and then a 13.1 within a few days (not a week) apart. And I totally kicked all forms of ass on my 4+12 miler yesterday (it was a 2-fer). So, I do need to tweak my schedule a little bit for the next couple of weeks up to race day and THEN figure out what the hell I am going to do between marathon as to maximize healing. The Harpeth Hills Monkey Marathon is not a runner-friendly course… if the monkeys don’t kill you, the hills will…

Speaking of the marathon that reminds me of crap. That’s right! The Crap YOU can win for guessing my times. I need to decide what that is going to be… something good and smelly. Well, at least smelly. Details to come. I’ll need to make more noise with this contest… to get more participation. Speaking of, I need to email Deb, the winner of my last contest, either she doesn’t want her crap and didn’t give me her address or I mis-placed her mailing address. It’s probably the former.

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In-laws are in town from today (Wednesday to Saturday)

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I particpated in the World Wide Festival of Races by running the Worldwide Half Marathon. I am planning on making a podcast as the main form of a Race Report. Given my history of podcast making, I am pleased to say that I have downloaded the audio files to my computer. Vegas has the over/under on actually editing the audio files as Thursday 3pm. Any takers?

So, that’s my short blog for right now. Hopefully post more later…

Today is the beginning of the Knox County School’s Fall Break and other daycares, preschools, etc that aren’t associated with the County also follow the County’s School Schedule. So, there was a slight confusion this morning we Our Reliable and Resourceful Au Pair asked me, “Does The Younger have school (his Mother’s Day Out at a local Church) today?” It was clear (on the calendar and well announced to the kids) that there was no school for The Elder’s Kindergarten, but there wasn’t any indication (other than knowing that everything follows the school calendar) that others would share the same fall break.

Au Pair: Does The Younger have school today?

The Elder: (Very Eagerly and loudly) OOH OOH, I know Daddy! I Know the answer!

I bend down to his level and ask, “What is it?”

The Elder: (Matter of factly and softly) No.

It was very  funny to see him so animated and excited to share the information and then he proceed to “robot mode” to tell it to me. Not, “No! And we are going to play all day” or “No! The Younger doesn’t have school, just like me.” Just, “No.”

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So that got me thinking about routines and schedules and changes. As everyone who has been in an U.S. school system knows, there are TONS of breaks and days off that are built into the school calendar, but the never seem like enough.

Seeing that ALL kids need structure, they need routine. It is so much easier to parent when there is routine, because everyone knows what to expect. Kids, like to know where the boundaries are, so they know what their limits are and they know when they are testing them (because THEY know!). And it’s much easier to parent when there is a routine established. OKay, so I established that routine is a good thing.

So what do Aspergians Kids do when there is a break in routine? They panic a little more, they worry a little more and it might be a trigger of some other (probably unwanted) behavior later on that is unrelated to what is actually happening at the time.

It’s not that Aspergian Kids are that much different when it comes to a break in routine. They do like to try new things or experience new places (sometimes) but they would prefer to be in their routine with their special interest. The AS kid is more like a big ship… they just needs more time to change course.

So, this past week The Elder had a substitute teacher last week prior to this week’s Fall Break. So that may have helped with breaking the whole “going to school everyday” routine since his “school” was already in a state of flux. We found it hilarious the comments that the Substitute left on his daily evaluation sheet… “needs to listen on first command” (in big red ink)

and we are like “Helllllllloooooo, do you know he is autistic? Have you read his IEP and he suppose to learn that by the end of the year?” It’s not a crack on the Sub, since they don’t know that he isn’t NT, but it’s just funny (now) to understand how The Elder’s mind works (and his motive for his actions) in relation to his peers.

This Week’s Theme: Family

Hey! Let's go there!

This is a photo of part of my family… my Kids. This was taken at The Elder’s (R) Open House for his Kindergarten. He was able to show it off to Mommy, Daddy, Grandma, Our Reliable and Resourceful Au Pair and his little brother (L) The Younger.

Have a Great Week!

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Our Waste company announced that on October 1st would start doing a single stream recycling program. Under the previous plan we could only recycle Newspaper, Plastics 1&2, Glass (all colors) and Metal/Aluminum Cans. This meant that everything else: Cardboard, Mixed paper, plastics 3 through 7 had to be taken to a local recycling place if we were to have them recycled. This was typically a weekend event with The Kids to get them accustomed to recycling everything they could.

The new Single Stream Recycling meant that we could recycle Plastics 1-7, Mixed Paper, Cardboard, Metals, Glass and Newspaper all from our curbside. The Waste company would be providing a large (brown) trash can for all recycles to be through into one recepticle (thus single stream) which could be wheeled to the curb every other Friday for pick up. That Brown Recepticle has yet to show up, so currently we have a number of small recycling stations throughout the house and a central recycling consolidation center (in the garage) where the recycables are prepped for their method of recycling.

Newspapers are taken to The Elder’s School because they receive Cash Money for the weight of newspapers they collect.

Aluminum Cans are collected for The Elder’s Bestest Friend in the entire world his Great Grandmother Collects the cans for her Lion’s Club so she can get Cash Money for turning them into recycling.

Everything else either gets kicked to curb on recycling days OR chauffered to the Recycling Center when it starts to over flow in the Recycling Consolidation Center.

This morning was one of those times when I needed to take a few cardboard boxes to the recycling facility and I filled them with Mixed paper and plastics just to make the trip worthwhile. Well, at the Recycling Facility, I did a little Dumpster Diving and made out like a bandit.

I scored with

60 MyCokeRewards Points

4 Pepsi Stuff Points

50¢ of Box Tops for Education for The Elder’s School

1 Tyson Foods Project A+ for The Elder’s School

I am needing a little self-help here. With the Stock Market picking a direction, it should be like taking Candy from a Baby on making money trading (NOT INVESTING!) right now. I mean, I was making money off my trades when The Market hadn’t decided what it was going to do. I am being stoooopid and trying too hard, so I need to regroup and FOCUS - I mean, how am I supposed to support my Photography Addiction (new lens, camera hood, gorilla pod, etc) with out capital? Or how about my Charitable Addiction (ASD Atheletes, NMSS, Pay It Forward, MKACF, Feel the Boobies Save the Ta-Tas, and more)? Or even the $20 here and $25 there for The Elder and all these Kindergarten things that come home every day?

This is a mantra that Dave Johnson taught at the Advanced Technicals Workshop that will help me get in the right frame of mind. After all… when you are going to take candy from a 500lb Gorilla, you got be in the right frame of mind.

I AM A GREAT TRADER!

I AM A GREAT TRADER!

I AM A GREAT TRADER!

AND A DAMN GOOD LOOKING

ONE TOO!!

Last evening after my run, I couldn’t resist but to break out Stella and take some pictures of the low hanging “almost” full moon. I ended up taking 146 shots in a roughly one hour time that evening and 2 this morning of the Moon out in the daylight., Most of the pictures were crap. Only 42 of them were decent to make it through the intial pass and 13 made it to the album that I have here… and out of these 13, I am happy with none of them, but 1 or 2 are decent.

In an unpredictable turn of events, the family all congregated at the $4 movie theatre to catch the 4:30 showing of the most recent Pixar-Disney movie WALL-E. This was a great movie, wait, it was an AWESOME movie and not to let loose any spoilers, it’s a great movie for everyone. The Synopsis is: a small, but determined trash compacting robot of the “Wall-E” model (think Sony Cassette Walkman) meets probe “Eve” (think iPod with a laser gun) and embark on an adventure to complete The Directive for all of Humankind.

The Kids throughly enjoyed it and I know that it will be gracing our DVD library soon (maybe as a Christmas gift?).

The audience not only got a laugh from the movie, but from our children. I can’t describe this how it actually came across in the movie theatre, but it’s worth a try.

[The Scene]

Wall-E is trapped in a escape capsule that is about to Self-Destruct. It’s speeding away from the main ship and Eve is desperately trying to chase him but the ship is too fast. It’s a rather tense moment because Wall-E can’t stop the countdown, or the ship, and is panicking.

[Escape Pod's Computer]: FIVE

Wall-E is pushing every button on the console

[Escape Pod's Computer]: FOUR

Eve realizes that he’s going too fast to catch up

[Escape Pod's Computer]: THREE

The screen is of deep dark space as Wall-E’s pod zooms away and everything goes quiet

[Escape Pod's Computer]: TWO

(pause)

GIGANTIC EXPLOSION of Wall-E’s escape pod

(pause)

[The Younger]: ONE!