A Monday. For Some Wow! For Others Nooooooo.

Hello Troops,
Just about to leave for the Space Center. Thought I share a few things to get the week off right.
It's a busy week at the Center. We have double schools (field trips that go from 9:30 A.M. to 6:00 P.M.) on Wednesday and Thursday. I've got SEP parent conferences on Wed. and Thur and our 9:30 - 1:30 field trips on Wed - Fri all have about 35 kids in each class meaning all four simulators will be in use. Yep, a busy week.

Now this is what I call dreaming big.

And this one gets the Monday Imagination Award. Clever and worthy of a mention

And finally, I present the sad story of Kade the Koala. He once had a beautiful wife (Koala Anderson), nice sports car, hugh house... And now? Only an apple and cold concrete beneath him. It could be any one of us sitting there in his place except for the Grace of God. Let Kade's story of greed, ambition, love and loss at any cost be a lesson to us all.

Perhaps you should bring an apple to the Space Center for Kade when you come in to work or volunteer. I'm thinking we will call this new charity drive Kade Kare. Your Thoughts?

Mr. W.

Bracken's Amazing Shot

Hello Troops,
Bracken Funk is one of the Space Center's amazing Flight Directors currently going to school and playing basketball for Fresno State in California. He sent me the video below on Friday. Yes, he is amazing. Just what you would expect from a Space Center employee.

Bracken will lead this summer's Leadership Camp for our 14-17 year olds. Be sure to register. Summer camp registrations are underway for anyone 10 to 17 years old.

Mr. Williamson

The End of a Friday......

The Younglings from Rocky Mountain Elementary are down for the night. The staff and volunteers have either gone home or are in their sleeping bags winding down from several hours in the simulators. I'm at my desk writing this blog post while I consider hitting the sack myself. The kids have been really good - which is a blessing for us. We have exactly 23 boys and 23 girls on this camp. It's not often we get a perfect balance.

I just looked outside. The ground is dusted with newly fallen snow. More is falling, but only visible in the street lamp's light. I'll have to brush the snow off the Battlestar before leaving at 6:05 A.M. to pick up the morning's donuts at WalMart. We're out of M and M's (our patented Magic Medicine for everything from Denebian Slime Devil bites to excessive solar radiation to third degree phaser burns and disfiguring transporter malfunctions). I've got to remember to pick up a bag or two during my morning donut run.

This room I'm in doesn't have heat so the temperature hovers in the mid 60's for most of the day and lower 60's at night. I brought an extra blanket, having learned my lesson by shivering all night long on last week's camp. Speaking of the cold, before going to bed I need to push the override button for the gym heating system. Mrs. Houston tells me that the heating shuts off at midnight unless I do.

In 12 hours or so our Super Saturday will start. It ends at 5:00 P.M. For myself, and many of the staff, our one day weekend begins when we hear the final latch engage on the school's front doors when the last person leaves the building at 5:30 P.M. I feel a rush of accomplishment, having put in another long week as I drive home listening to A Prairie Home Companion on the Battlestar's radio. Those darn folks from Lake Woebegon are a hoot, don't ya know.

Now let's be honest....... Don't you wish you were here with us right now and not in your warm bed at home?

Time to collapse on my pad with two blankets, and dream of epic battles in the Orion Cluster.......

Mr. W.