The Cheer Hair Rap

A little rap (radio edit version) I wrote for my daughter as she got competition ready: Who’s that babe with the jacked up hair? She’s a cheerleader. It took a can of hairspray to get it there. She’s a cheerleader. She walks by the judges and they say ‘sup? She’s a cheerleader. Even a hurricane… Continue reading The Cheer Hair Rap

‘Twas the Night Before Super Nationals

It ’twas the night before Super Nationals when all through the house, The uniforms were getting packed for a chance to compete before Mickey Mouse. The cheer shoes were now sneaker balled with care, in hopes that the car wouldn’t stink before we arrived there. The cheerleaders were flipping around on their beds, while visions… Continue reading ‘Twas the Night Before Super Nationals

The Case of the Faint Mustache

Today is a big day for two reasons: I started my parenting blog adventure. My son started down the path to becoming a man. Let’s start with my son. I woke him up as promised to go to our favorite diner for breakfast. I owed him a meal at Good Truckin since October, a belated… Continue reading The Case of the Faint Mustache