What A Day

So I woke up this morning and not long after, my mom called to tell us that Paul Eells had died last night. What sad news to start the day off with, not to mention it is just a matter of days before the fall football season. Ironically, I was watching a new commercial on KATV just the other night. In it, they played Gary Glitter's Rock'n'Roll ,Part 2 with new lyrics that said, "Do the Paul Call!" It also tried to suggest that there is new "choreography" for lack of a better word for "Touchdown Arkansas!" (Imagine a grandiose gesture of a T followed by an A similar to the YMCA song....) I saw this and thought that was a neat idea and it would be a good lead in to our new football season. They were even selling T-Shirts to comemorate the occasion. (I ordered one tonight...all profits are going to the scholarship fund established in his memory.)

Sadly, we will probably not see anymore of those commercials. Even more sad, we will never again hear a Live Paul Call. Growing up in Arkansas, I have NEVER heard a Razorback game that was not called by Paul Eells. He is a legend around these parts, for his famous voice that often remarked, "Oh My!" He is also a legend for the kind and genuine person that he was. I don't usually listen to sports radio, but for the past few days I have. I will never cease to be amazed by the number of people that called to share their personal stories about Paul Eells. There will be a terrible sadness among the people of this region for a long time.

After I was able to gather my thoughts and go on about my business, I had an interesting afternoon. I schlepped Ali into Sam's and back in the blistering heat. Got some really cute mats for her playroom and an awesome mat for the dog bowls. It's one of those water trapping mats that are terribly expensive in the fancy schmancy doggie catalogues---at Sam's they are only 20 bucks. We'll see how it works. It may not....

After I put all of my purchases away (the perishables, anyways), Ali and I got back into the car to retrieve Ed from work. He was at UAMS today, so this means that we must negotiate traffic on Markham Street. I HATE HATE HATE Markham Street. There are too many idiots that use it like an Interstate. Markham Street is NOT an Interstate Highway!!!!!! Ok. Enough Venting.

Well, to make a long story somewhat short, I was in the outer lane going east and some guy changed lanes right into my driver's door. Grr. I was so upset! Fortunately, it was such a low speed it didn't even wake up Ali. She slept through the entire ordeal. It just hacked me off though. At least the car that hit me was interesting. 1984 Cadillac El Dorado convertible with huge red rims and Cherry Red Metallic Paint. Very interesting car. The driver was nice enough and could not apologize enough for hitting me and the baby. He wanted to just "exchange information" though. He didn't want to wait for the police to come and make a report. I insisted TWICE that we must wait for the police. Fortunately he did wait and even had insurance. There are so many people that don't have insurance--I was very thankful for this!

After the collision, I took Ali to our neighborhood block party. The lovely folks in our neighborhood organized a little get-together to celebrate "Take Back the Night" or whatever it was called. Just a cool excuse to meet more neighbors! Yay! Unfortunately Edward could not come because he had to teach, but it was still fun.

Ali is now asleep and all is well in her little world. My world, however is a little fuzzy. Car busted, Sticky from heat, HUNGRY!!! I just realized that I need to eat! Rotisserie Chicken, here I come!!!!!!!!!!

CMD