Tomorrow morning I will leave with the Physics class from the high school to go to Six Flags in St. Louis.
For the past several weeks - as I understand it - they have been learning about the physics behind several of the rides and will ride these rides tomorrow to get a better grasp of just how physics behind them works. It's a brilliant idea, really, and their teacher deserves high praise for it (though he won't accept it).
I've never been a fan of roller coasters and such, myself, but I couldn't refuse to invitation to come along.
We will leave right after the 6:30 Mass - I don't expect many of the students will be there, but it would be a pleasant surprise - and will return sometime tomorrow night.
I'm looking forward to the day, even without roller coasters. I have expect to be forced onto one, but defense will be: someone has to watch the bags!
Oh, go on the blasted thing. Lighten up.ReplyDelete
Not a chance! I'm too much of a natural born coward for that!ReplyDelete
Horsehockey! It'd do you good.ReplyDelete
Well, when it comes to the looping coasters, I am with you. I like the plain, old fashioned wooden coasters that go up hills and down hills.ReplyDelete
I thought of you today. I was on a bike trip to New Hope PA and they had a Medieval Shop there, complete with a suit of armor out side the door. I didn't get inside as I didn't want to leave my bike unattended, but never the less, I thought of the Medieval era's biggest fan. And I couldn't easily get to my phone to snap a picture. What a town - in addition to the Medieval shop, there are shops for all your witch supplies, shops that sell all things gay (yes, you read that right), tattoo and piercing parlors, a wonderful theater on the Delaware River and many good restaurants.
My goodness. Sounds like New Hope's changed a lot since the last time I was there, round about 1979.ReplyDelete
It might do me good, Jeffrey, but I'll not do it. A water ride, maybe, but nothing more exciting than that.ReplyDelete
Jeffrey m- it was the same then, just not as obvious, if you get my drift!ReplyDelete
Got it. That was a long time ago. Let's see, how old was the good Father Daren in 1979?ReplyDelete
Jeffrey - you and I are the same age and do you realize that we are old enough to be his parents! Oooh, I feel another gray hair growing.ReplyDelete
J - by the way, I forgot to mention the shop to buy all your pirate gear that had to move to a bigger location. I didn't get that one.ReplyDelete
I was all of a year.ReplyDelete
Thank you for that lovely dose of depression.ReplyDelete
Ellen: Yes, I've realized that. Good thing I'm not his father. I'd be too proud for anyone to tolerate.
As our boy said, great minds think alike.ReplyDelete
Fr. Zehnle, I do hope you take a risk & go on one of the rollercoasters. You just might be surprised by joy! I haven't been to Six Flags since the summer of 1987 when I was "boosting" for my high school J.R.O.T.C. unit. Too rich for my blood these days. But I do hope you have fun!!!ReplyDelete
Ah, Surprised by Joy...that's a great book by C.S. Lewis. Read it if you haven't.ReplyDelete
Of course. You're a blogger. We're all a bit off.ReplyDelete