from the Balcony mighty ducks

I was watching the might ducks D-III last night, i kept waiting for Kyle to come through the door and make fun of me. I can't help it if one of the ducks movies are on i have to watch, to sucks me in like a tractor bean. my judgement is by no means flawed into thinking their great movies, and yes Zach and I have a serious problems with watching bad movies; even leading to a discussion on Ready to Rumble the worst movie ever made by our standards with You got served a close second and Hulk 3rd. My enjoyment of the might ducks movies goes deeper then my joy of bad movies, it was the last movie my father ever took me to see, starting a nostaglia connection with the movie. A bond between a boy and his son, in my mind it keeps him close to me. I remember Zach writing about wanting Jerry the King Lawyer to be invited to our fictional party because he watched him as a boy with his father and brothers. Everyone who as had a father worth two dimes has this connection, i'm sure with Kyle it's stranger then the rest ours, something like a certain Indiana named Black Hawk. I even rolled the other two mighty ducks movies into this catagory with my dad because i figured we would've have watch them as well.
The point is somethings are so dumb but they will always connects us to our youth and we can't, no matter how many times our friends make fun of us when they walk through the door and i'm drinking a beer and enjoying the a mighty ducks movie let it go. It's a brigde between two generations, sometimes three like cheering for the cleveland sports teams and wanting the Indians to win one world series in the 90's so Papa, my grandpa, wouldn't die without seeing one. Or switching from the Charlotte Hornets to the Knicks becuase your dad made the whole family go and watch the Cavs play the Hornets back when LJ was good, so your connection with LJ partly morphs into a connection with your fahter. Sometime we never out grow our roots and that my friends maybe the best thing to ever happen to me.

everything is a work in Progress and don't be a squirell packing away nuts for winter share you story

JP