Grandparents

The Grandparents arrived yesterday and have been regaling us with stories of our beloved cousins for the past twenty-four hours. They'll be in town for the entire time that the parents are gone. The parents left about two hours ago. Now is the time to begin plans for world domination. With my parents gone, what dastardly mischief should I get up to first? Hmmmmm...

Trees

My Grandad and Grandma have a back and forth argument about whether their backyard should have trees in it. Grandad doesn't want trees in his backyard. He says they shed too many leaves and obstruct the view. Grandma wants trees. They provide shade and they obstruct the view. (She doesn't like to see the neighbor's houses. She says they look "trashy.") I tend to side with Grandma because she's the one who cooks and that food tastes really good. What is your input on this dilemma?

Politics, the Art of the Possible

Yo, guys. I'm leaving Tennessee in two weeks. I'll be gone for one month. I will seriously miss you all. I will probably also not have computer access so my blog might temporarily pause for the month of June. I'll be missing two Shakespeare rehearsals which is fine because I'm not even ready for the one this Friday. I will probably lose every job I've gotten in the past two weeks, including teaching Luke, courier business for Dad, tutoring at the math lab, etc. Somehow a one month leave of absence just doesn't sound plausible. I also pray that the Chattanooga Fencing Club won't place their fencing tournament in the month of June because if they did hold a tournament, I would give both my arms to go, which would cause me to lose horribly because I'm not so good at fencing with no arms. This will also keep me from attending any Random Fun for the month of June, which is what I regret most. Nothing I intend to do will be done. Everything I've planned will blow away with the wind. I'm pretty sure I remember a Bible verse for this type of situation, but I don't remember its exact wording.

Anyways, you're probably wondering WHERE I'm going, and if you read the title you probably guessed I was just elected to be the student ambassador to New Zealand. You would be wrong. I am not leaving the country. I'm also not going to Washington D.C. which was probably your next guess (or your first guess, depending.) I'm going to North Carolina to help my grandfather market his Republican Organization System to neighboring precincts. Considering that I have had no luck marketing my ranking system, it doesn't make any sense that I would be fit for this job. I'm going anyway and maybe my pester-people-until-they-submit-to-my-will tactic will actually work by some stroke of luck.