26 May 2006

Graduating to the Big Time

I went to a high school graduation last evening almost 10 years to the date after my high school graduation. Not much has changed in terms of the ceremony, but this time I was sitting on the other side as an observer. What I noticed:

*You attend a graduation to see but a handful of people cross the stage and try to be polite and clap for at least half of the other people crossing.

*Cell phones seem to be great toys not only for bored relatives and friends but also for some of the bored graduates who will look back one day and think, "Well it must not have been that special, cuz I really don't remember anything about it."

*Chewing gum while crossing the stage seems to be a cool thing to do.

*The graduates can't wait for it to be over, and the parents don't want it to end.

*People cry...Mom's especially.

So to all of the graduates, I offer my sincere congratulations to the class of 2006. Welcome to the rest of your life and your next journey. May your years be filled with adventure and your adventures be filled with joy.

The Yogurt Flavors: Chocolate Decadence, World Class Vanilla, Chocolate Mint, Peanut Butter, Peach and Very Berry.

Friday Fun Fact: In 1845, baseball games were over after one team scored 21 runs. According to the 20 Rules drawn up by Alexander Cartwright for the Knickerbockers ball club in 1845, considered to be the first formal regulations for baseball, runs were called "aces," and a team needed to score 21 to win. Though many of Cartwright's rules remain in the modern game in some form, such as three strikes constituting an out, several of his original regulations have changed. For example, according to Cartwright, a ball "knocked out of the field" was a foul ball. (This fact brought to you by the Fact or Crap daily calendar.)

Happy Birthday wishes to Masaharu Morimoto aka, The Iron Chef. This guy is an inspiration in the kitchen and truly one of the greatest cooks in the world. Want a free mini (4oz) yogurt today? (Limit one per person.) Tell us what mythical use Coca-Cola has for highway patrol men.

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