Legends of the Fall - Marching Band Style

Saturday we went up to Blackshear, GA with Erin's parents to watch Erin's alma mater Terry Parker participate in the Sound of Silver marching band festival.


One band had James Brown:







There were a few majorettes with flaming batons. Erin wonders if they were wearing "Satan's panties" (that is a reference from the movie "Miss Congeniality" btw):

Then the TP Marching Braves took the field for their Pirates of the Caribbean show:

Best field prop ever? The "Jolly Jim" (we dubbed it thusly during the show), a Pirate ship powered by a riding lawn mower, driven by a band parent who dresses all out in pirate garb including earings and tatoos. It holds drums for entering and leaving the field and also has room for a soloist during the show. Flippin' sweet!

Alas, the Braves came in third (should have been second). But the band that came in first place - South East Bulloch from somewhere in Georgia - had a great show, the most creative marching show I've ever seen:

Their show was titled "Under Contsruction" and they all wore construction vests, played songs like "Sledgehammer", "Workin' in a Coal Mine", and their percussion players were amazing on the mallets. Highly creative and nearly perfectly executed. No shame losing to such an amazing effort. Still the best performance I've seen from Parker in the years I've followed them since falling in love with a certain clarinet player in 2000. :)

This just in: our cat is weird.

Further proof that Cricket is just plain weird...

She insists on jumping into the tub after either of us takes a shower and then licks water off the side of the tub. Perhaps her mental imbalances can be blamed on soap?

"It was... it was... soap poisoning!"

"Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

(Name that film!)

The roof... the roof.. the roof is on fire.. we don't need no water...

No, the roof isn't really on fire. After coming home this afternoon from lunch, at one of those rare times lately when the skies cease to rain down upon us and the sun - THE SUN! - came out to embrace us in its warmth and beauty, we found that our roof - and those of all our neighbors - were steaming:

Baseboards and miters and nail guns - oh my!

With tools and help from my Dad we were able to get the baseboards installed today:

No humans were harmed in the filming of this blog:

No, I am not using the board to play air guitar:

Squirting the caulk:

Smoothing the caulk:

Blowing the steam off of my gun, James Bond style:

A little touching up of the paint in a few places tomorrow (after the Jaguar game, of course) and we can begin putting together furniture and moving back in.