Big Old Goofy World

So much for this regular blogging. I’ve been thinking a lot about Middle School. I’ve got a post I want to do about If Holden Caulfield Was In My Classroom, a post about Soundings, and a post about …

I just got back from a trip to the mountains. It was nice to go and see my wife feeling well. We went hiking at Raven Cliff Falls and my youngest got into yellowjackets somehow. My oldest came to his rescue and had things taken care of before any adults really knew what was happening. So she sacrificed herself to help him. Pretty amazing.

So one of the things we did was go to a Billy Jonas concert. I’m most familier with his children’s stuff (my favorite is Some Houses). I don’t know if it says more about Billy or about me that I knew about 1/3 of the total crowd at this concert 2 1/2 hours from where I live. So, in what must of been an impossible show for him since more kids showed up than he planned on, I got to hear some of his adult stuff. I particularly liked Sleeping (although that may be related to my wife’s treatment) and God Is In, which I think sums up my outlook on life in a way which I haven’t felt since John Prine’s Please Don’t Bury Me.

(BTW, the title of this post is a reference to another John Prine song)