"What do you mean, I can't..."?

My buddy and I were driving the gritty industrial streets of our big parched city today and solving the issues of the financial and diplomatic spheres while reveling in the freedom $2.17/gallon gasoline provides. Our trip took us to an anomalous town known for its industry and its corruption, where we had a sweet lunch (hamburger with cole slaw and club sandwich with French fries with "fleur de sel" - highly refined salt).

We couldn't figure out what to do with the pirates hijacking the ships in the Indian Ocean. My solution - have someone fabulously wealthy from the past endow a "Richard Bruce Cheney School of Public Administration" at Liberty University in Lynchburg, then graduate someone with scruples based in fundamentalist Cristianity of the basest kind and set them free to run Blackwater-type operations until the piracy ends.

My guess is that a grad from the school - the person would probably also be ex-mil - would do some superb covert work which would scare the pants off of the people responsible for funding the pirates, who probably aren't that clever anyway. One extremely creative suggestion popped up which I will not repeat here, but which would not shock someone who read Upton Sinclair's "The Jungle". Oh, come on - it's no worse than "Saw V" or any of the autopsy dramas on television every night!

I'm hoping that we can get a group of people together from work to see the show, "Spring Awakening", while it's still in town. I think the best seats for it would be the on-stage ones, and we have a theater and performance arts graduate (who is working) on staff, it might be a real great experience for everybody.

I have to admit that "Spring Awakening" (here's the link to the original Frank Wedekind play, "The Awakening of Spring: A Tragedy of Childhood", viewed November 21, 2008 on books.google.com) is not upbeat, but the performances are tremendous, and I think it would be an enormous adrenaline rush to be in the middle of all that singing and emoting and on-stage bonking. No, it doesn't end well...it's a tragedy! Everybody claps, however, and the cast is getting "Wicked"-style treatment.

I may have a pic or two to upload along with this.