I must've missed the memo, but last week or so my old high school was on the news for an organized lunch boycott. How awesome is that? Finally, some dignified notoreity! If I had still been there, you know I would've been behind one of those guys in the hats shaking my groove thing at Martorelli Field. But, y'know, I would do so with class. I don't blame them, I would've boycotted those damn lunches too. They weren't very good. 
   
   Personally, I didn't think that the price spike was that bad while I was there, but according to, y'know, people that still go there, it raised $0.25 again this year. Whew, wow. That's a biter. I guess they're just looking out for the little guy, instead of, y'know, stuffin' 'em in lockers. But we gotta be objective here, people. The school doesn't make money off them lunches. That's sort of sad. We were eating our way to Martorelli, baby!

   Anyway, I must go back to my Consumer Mathematics work before I fail my brain any longer.

   Here's a link for the full, more honest coverage from WTAE-TV. You're encouraged to squeal when you see someone you only knew from preschool or saw pimp-walking once in the hallway.

   And I am working on that Henrycast, by the way. I just gotta work six hours tonight. And do school work. And study for the SATs. And practice piano (which reminds me - another shitty video comin' up soon!). And research more on my already picked-out accordion... It's a Hohner and it's freaking great!

   Luff?
      Henry