hmmmmm.

i got a crazy idea yesterday, and i'm thinking it through to see if it'd work.

the superstar hoops have been selling well this year, but i want to do more to raise money for star's memorial scholarship fund... i'm thinking about sponsoring a writing contest through tailspin. it'd be open to high school students in the philadelphia area... and they'd have to write a piece of a certain length (essay? short play? anything?)... topic: zombies? dancing? hula hooping (since i'd be sponsoring it)? essays would be judged by a panel of local philadelphia writers (hopefully some of my local philly peeps), and the winner would get a custom-made hoop and a private lesson from me. a small entrance fee ($10?) from each writer would be donated 100% to star's fund.

gotta think about this for a while. is a hoop and private lesson enough of a prize to get students interested in the contest? (although if someone's really into writing, which is what star's scholarship is about, maybe the hoop doesn't even matter?) how would i get the word out? what would the subject, format, length be? hmmmm.

RIP, ted.

what a shame about ted kennedy's passing this morning. of all things though, i was suddenly reminded of something i read many many years ago in some local rag -- the city paper, perhaps? -- that now has me cracking up. i can't belive i remember it like 15 years later. it's called "the kennedy jig" (sung to the typical irish jig tune):


ohhhhhhhhh...
your brother is dead
and your brother is dead
and your wife is a drunk
and your brother is dead
and your mother's senile
and your brother is dead
and your son has one leg
and your car doesn't float.


ok, back to work for me...

i HAVE to live in this house.

this is glorious.

damn you, bohemianrapsody, for once again turning me on to a totally addictive site.