Heaven help us!

Remember Gary Brolsma? The Numa Numa kid? If you don't, you don't surf much. His Numa Numa video sparked a bunch of knock offs and generated his 15 minutes of fame.

Let me first confess that I love the song. It's in Romanian, but I did look up the translation to make sure it wasn't about bestiality or devil worship. (It's not; there was something about trees and Picasso.) It has a powerful beat and the lyrics are sung in such a way that it doesn't matter that they're not English. It just makes me smile. Gary's video makes me laugh, too. He's very expressive, and you just don't expect a song like that to come out of a round-faced guy with glasses, from a bedroom in New Jersey. I suspect he's overcoming the same Walter Mitty complex I have. Put him in front of a webcam and he'll go to town, but off the webcam he's shy and unassuming.

Having said that, I wonder if Gary is trying to extend his 15 minutes, or if he's just caught in the rip tide, or if there is more demand for his, uh, "work" than I thought. It might be the last; I'm old. Just ask my kids.

If you're dying to know more, you can visit his new website here. Good luck.

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I had some plans for this week. There are projects to do and a short (self-imposed) time frame. So what did I do today?

- School (two hours of teaching time, max. Vicky does the rest on her own.)
- Made two appointments
- Refereed arguing cats (don't ask)
- Went back to church to listen to the guest preacher who is here until tomorrow evening and took notes for Eric, who could not be there even though he desperately wanted to be
- Wrote 564 words
- Oh, yeah, I made a pot of soup for lunch and pizza for dinner

I have got to do better tomorrow.

We did have two helicopters fly low right over our house this morning. Scared the b'jeebers out of the cats, even Chloe who's not afraid of Big Scary Noises. I think passengers could have safely jumped onto our roof, they were so low. It was cool, though. I'm glad we still live near an Air Force Base.

Maybe I can go get some more words in. Or maybe I'll just go read someone else's words and go to bed. That sounds like a plan.