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If you don't like the weather, wait a few minutes...

So here I am, going into a certain big box store to get a few items when I am told to go into the back of the store, as the area was under a tornado warning. It was weird, sorta like I was on a giant elevator. People nervously standing there, looking ahead, afraid to talk to anyone they didn't know. I would try to start conversation, but to little avail. This lasted for about 20 minutes, then it was on to do my shopping.

Some announcements.....

Next Thursday, Lord willing, the loudest band announcer in Northeast Ohio will be making my 2007 debut as the Rittman Marching Band will be making an appearance at the Mogadore Band Festival. This will be my 8th season as the "voice" of the Rittman Indians Marching Band. Show starts at 7:30.

Yum, yum: Come get yourself some eggs, bacon, sausage, fried potatoes, biscuits, gravy, fried apples, and beverage. Saturday August 11 is country breakfast at the South Main Street Church of God, 261 South Main Street in Rittman. All you can eat $6.00 for adults, $4.00 children. Don't have time to eat there? Then take it to go for $4.00. Breakfast is served from 6:30-11:00am.

Comments

Anonymous said…
GO RITTMAN BAND!!
I've seen some of the practices, For only two weeks, they aren't too bad!
I'm excited to get hear, again, the World's Greatest (& Loudest) Band Announcer!! I won't give too much away, but the drum break is to 'Wipe Out' and I believe there are trash cans involved!!
See you SOON!! Brenda
Cliff said…
WIPE OUT??

I will get to show some of my talents on that intro.

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