So, my blog template finally imploded. Okay, it's been imploding for a while. I finally got a chance to put up a quick fix. It was a good thing to work on while watching Purple Rain for about the milliionth time. Alan had never seen it -- another sign of our generation gap -- and somehow I got sucked in during a break from weeding. The music does bring back memories. One of the strongest memories was from my high school civics class. The class itself was boring and was made worse by the teacher's voice which droned on and on in a deep monotone as he repeated everything we had just read from the textbook. One of my friends, Dave was listening to his headphones, a very common thing in a class where a couple people actually spread out on the floor under their desks and slept during class on a regular basis. Class was going along normally and Dave broke the silence with a very loud, "Ooooey, oooey, ooo," complete with Tyme-like arm flapping. When he realized what he'd done, he slunk down in his chair and removed his headphones. The teacher hardly missed a beat. Now, back to weeding.