The Bloodys and The Creeps

So it's been awhile since we've posted a blog - partly because our lives have been so insanely busy this summer and, well, that's probably the reason. I'm sure you're busy, too - so nothing new there...

We've had a great summer - ending in a fantastic vacation in Cancun... there are so many stories to share but I'll let Emily share those when she gets a moment - she' s a way better blogger than I am.

So what transpired on the way to school this morning made me laugh out loud - literally. Dennis doesn't really know why, I'm sure, but I laughed hard. :) Apparently with all the craziness going on in our lives and me having two late work nights in a row for orphans and Emily having a crazy busy week at Opryland, Dennis had some free time to watch History Channel. Now, we debate whether this is okay, but at least its not MTV or something way, way worse. Occasionally he'll see some story on there or the Discovery Channel that says Noah never had an ark or the Bible isn't really true and when he starts to beleive it I tell him - when in doubt, the Bible wins. :) God wrote it and he knows more than the tv. :) But thanks to our internet monitoring we know he's not watching or looking at anything shady - just downloading Celtic music like a mad man. And yes, he says Sell-tick every time even though we tell him it sounds like a K. I want to be upset that he isn't downloading american music to help make him more American, but then there aren't cuss words and booty music with the Celtics. Lord, lord... :)

So we're in the car this morning on the way to NSA (Dennis's arts magnet) and he says... "Do you know there are gangs in Nashville?" I say - "Yes, of course, why do you ask?" So he says... "Well, I saw a big special on History Channel about gangs yesterday. They are bad!" He continues... "First they talked about the "Creeps" in Los Angeles and do you know they just kill people just to prove they are man and to get into the creeps?" (minor laughter at creeps here while I say) - "Crips... like chicken strips." (we have to find rhyming words to get him to realize how to say vowels and he knows I love a good chicken strip.) So he says crips, and we move on - and as usual, the creeps return.

"So these "Creeps" - they broke into this house and killed this mom while she was having her coffee. Just having her coffee! Then killed all her kids except one who was hiding in the closet. If that was me I'd just want to die too," he says. Okay - now I think, counseling is a good idea, but just say, "Uh, huh - that's aweful!" (As I try to listen to traffic and weather together on the Fish in the background - he only tells stories when I'm hoping to hear the traffic on the way to school and work.)

"And there are the "bloodys" -- They're bad, too!" He says. :) (muffled laughter from me - I didn't correct this one - it was too funny.) Then he says, concerning the bloodys, "Can you imagine how stupid these people are! Just stupid! They shot two girls in their car just cause they thought they were the ones that called the police about a drug deal. But it wasn't them! All they knew was the one who told on them was in a red car. Can you imagine how many red cars are in Los Angeles? I mean look - there are two in front of us and we're in Nashville! Then they came back a few days later and killed one of the girl's little brothers playing in front of his house." I was trying to listen intently as the traffic report blazed by and I couldn't distinguish it as Dennis talked louder about the "bloodys." This was the kicker though. Dennis says, "Crazy white people are just maniacs - they don't hang out in groups!" I was in shock. I told him I was going to save that quote and put it somewhere to make me laugh and he says, "Don't put that somewhere, someone will think you're racist." I thought about telling him that I wasn't the one that said it so there were no worries there. But I had to share it with you this morning becuase all of it was just way too funny.

He also informed me that he had seen some of the places in Nashville where they showed the gangs but he couldn't quite figure out how close they were. I told him they might be in our backyard and he better look out. He looked terrified and then laughed it off. But I knew he was slightly concerned. He said that he had seen the club that was on tv one time. I asked - "When did you go clubbing?" He said, "I think we've driven by it." You know, we're always in the club district. :) I informed him that if he couldn't control his worry about things he saw on the History Channel I'd cut that channel off, too. (To save money we recently cut off 100 channels and he was traumatized.) He said that this wasn't scary stuff - this was reality. Hilarious.

So as you're out and about today, look out for random "bloodys" and "creeps" that may be out to get you and just shoot you to show that they are man. I know Dennis will be on the lookout, too. :)