We took the kids to watch the local Community College's production of The Lion King last weekend. "Awesome" doesn't even begin to describe it. The college kids put on a production that blew me away. It's too bad they only had four performances, because I'm sure they could have sold out another four additional showings.

After two hours of dancing, singing, crazy-animal props, and the final ovation, the lights came up and Julia was grinning from ear to ear. She says,

"I love that."

You would have thought it was Christmas morning by looking in her eyes. Almost makes the $45 spent on tickets worth it.

Before getting in, we had to wait in an enormous line, that only grew as others often violated Rule #1 of Murphy Guidelines for waiting in lines... No Cutting. Disgusting, yet predictable. Luckily, the line moved a bit faster than the local bank-teller lines. We only waited 40 minutes.

While inside, we happened to sit beside a family we know. Colt refused to sit next to a pretty, young 9 yr old that's in his class. In fact, his face turned bright red when the young girl's older high school-aged sisters started egging him on to sit next to C**r. (he obviously has a crush on the girl) If I had to grade his accidental date performance, he would have a D+, and I'm only giving points because he didn't belch or barf in her general vacinity.

Poor guy. Pressure stinks. But... if he was smart, he would have sat next to her. It was the poor man's perfect date opportunity. Not only did he not have to pay for his date's ticket (or his for that matter), but the Lee Auditorium doesn't allow drinks/food... so he didn't have to chip in for concessions either. Instead, he played the role of the embarrassed jerk pretty well. Oh well... hopefully he'll chalk it up as a Murphycheap lesson learned.

'nuff said.