Friday night lights

Saturday night italian food, and sunday night sex show. These magical ingredients combine to create yet another week of lovin' in the Celina Band. This week has been spent counting down the seconds until Christmas vacation, and the time when the band doesn't have to see each other anymore!! Mr. R's aunt just died, so he is in MO attending the funeral, but even when the director is away, the cats will play. To the timeless chords of play that funky music, the bobcats defeated the bobcats in the state semi-finals, which means that (shock) the football team is going to state to try and grasp at glory before they move up to AAA again.
The band got to ride on a brand new bus, a tiny and cramped new bus complete with gray seats and a broiler system cleverly disguised as a heater. It was all we could do not to take off our clothes. Other highlights were the crappiest bathroom in all of jesusland brought to you by your friends in Bowie, Texas at the Texaco station/ "Restaurant". Not to be outdone by the crappiest Braum's in all of dixieland located in Wichita Falls. Other "must see's" of Wichita Falls was the Sunshine Optimist Friend of Youth Soccor Complex and an obviously Greek-style statue of an uncircumsized penis with a naked man attached holding a torch (the man not the penis).
After the game, Mr. Weatherman scored us free all-you-can-eat Italian at Fazolis and we learned on the way home that its hard to keep up a game of truth or dare when nobody is willing to do anything.
So, in closing, always remeber kids: when things get tough, just take off your pants.