Let's see. Not much happened this weekend. We even slept in through church. Saw the movie "Up" in 3D on Saturday. I'd give it 2 out of 5 stars. It really was a kids movie about an old man and a kid. Then we came home and saw Grand Torino. I'd give it another 2 out 5 stars. It was another old man movie. Clint Eastwood reminded me too much of Robbie. It was like a characterization of him, old vet who smokes and drinks cheap beer and hacks up blood. I was expecting a big shoot em up and came away as a drama. I always thought Eastwood's cowboy movies were his best.

In other news Holly and I will be travelling next week. We are going to Shreveport sometime in the weekend. That should be fun. I am hoping to catch a fireworks show over the river. Then next Wednesday we will be in OKC visiting my Dad, my half-brother and his son, my nephew. Yes, no guys night on the 8th. It should be all pretty good with me only missing one day of work, giving me more time when the baby makes his appearance.

In other news Micheal Jackson died over the weekend. So did Billy Mays, the pitchmen. Add Farrah Fawcet and Ed McMahan and you've got a string of famous people dead. I always wondered about MJ. I have a faint memory of Jazzercising to "Beat It" in the third grade at the Episcopal School. Talk about weird. I think at the beginning we start off with our hands covering our face and in each bong we were to remove a hand and stretch our arms out. All before we started our dance moves. Scary. As I sat down for lunch today I heard them playing MJs songs over the speaker. I can't help but think this is going to start an 80s comeback. It is time for hair bands, neon, parachute pants, perms and mullets to remake an appearance. Finally my step brother will be in style ;-)