"What's Playing at the Roxy?"

So I finally went to see Star Wars. My cousin had been wanting to see it so I agreed to see it with him tonight. It met my expectations though it is a much darker film than the previous four. I won't give away the story line, but it reminded me of how powerful evil can be, especially when we let our own pride and priorities take precedence over our calling. On a brighter note, Disney is releasing a movie version of one of my favorite childhood books, C.S. Lewis' The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. The movie promises to be every bit as creative and unique as my imagination envisioned the book to be some years ago.
Unfortunately, tonight happened to be Lebanon's annual "Slammin and Jammin" event aka an opportunity for every redneck to come out of the local communities and towns, like cockroaches out of the cracks in the walls at night, for the purpose of displaying their low riders and sports cars with shiny blue flames emblazoned on the side. I regretfully forgot to bring my nun's habit to wear as I was driving down "the strip" trying to get home. Needless to say, the exit for I-40 didn't come a yard too soon. What was appalling was all the young girls running around with the much older proud owners of the vehicles. It still amazes me that parents take such little interest in their precious children's lives to permit them to behave in such a way. Maybe I'm just an old fogey.
Only a week until I fly Northwest. Hopefully, I won't have encounters with such uncouth individuals. If I do, maybe I'll just have to have my own line of redneck show cars. I'll call it, "Customs for Christ" and instead of throwing Mardi Gras beads out the window and whistling cat calls, maybe I'll shout "Jesus Loves You," and hand out flyers to a local revival. Ok maybe not. It's late. I should probably sleep. Thanks for reading another one of my stream-of-consciousness posts.