Tuesday, January 31, 2012

January 31, 2012 Reunion Project



The Barnes Smith Barr Reunion and Tribunal is in a little over a week in Port Aransas, Texas. This is a busy time for me because I bring a lot to the reunion table.


Of course there is my stellar wit and uncanny handle on the affairs of the world; not to mention my unmatched cooking skills and ability to leap tall buildings in a single bound.


But for the reunion, I have much more important things to do as I am the Official Scribe. In that role, I am responsible for the yearly scrapbook, the minutes of the last Tribunal, the agenda for this year's Tribunal and organizing (and binding) all the emails from the past year.


For some reason, which I can not explain, I am ahead of the curve this year. The scrapbook from last year is done, the agenda is a work in progress (it can't be completed until the Judge sets the deadline for submitting agenda items), the minutes from last year's Tribunal have been typed and included in the minutes notebook.


This is all very organized and official. Can you just imagine what I could do if given a real event to organize?


Anyway, all that's left for now is getting all the emails in order and putting them in a notebook. Because emails are printed in reverse chronological order and I am a perfectionist, I go through each email chain, cut them apart and put them in the order they were written. Printing them is a pain in the ass - we write a lot of emails throughout the year. In order to get in this stack of emails, the content of the email must be of interest to the Tribunal and either related to politics or KU sports. You'd be amazed at the amount of time a group of well read, highly educated adults spend on complete bullshit!


We spend hours every year reading the emails and looking at the scrapbooks. This year is #7 so we are getting quite a collection.


And to think that this started as an opportunity to impeach that no good, lying, war monger, piece of shit, Dubya Bush. Even though Bush is out of office, we figure that he was so bad for so long, we could impeach him every year for the rest of our lives and still not address all of his impeachable actions.


Our dads would be so very proud!