26 June 2010

Just send me my Academy Award...

...for Set Decoration. The church had its Vacation Bible School (where parents send their kids a couple of hours a night for a week so they don't have to deal with the little monsters darlings. If they learn anything along the way, well, accidents happen). The theme was Space. As I read the course manual, I didn't quite get a connect between the accounts of the creation of the universe in Genesis and what has proven in the scientific world, but I digress.

The Better Half drew the 4-5 year olds, so at that age it's more about having fun than doing any heavy-duty theological studies, which is as it should be. It was up to each teacher to decorate their room in a suitable sci-fi space decor. TBH can do a lot of things, but sci-fi oriented and crafty she isn't. Unfortunately or fortunately, I'm both. Once again, conscription rears its ugly head.

This is what the room looked like before we got started. A couple of blue walls-excellent.

We found an inflatable solar system and space shuttles, some peel-off star appliques, and space stuff for use on bulletin boards. I came up with the idea of each desk having a 'console' similar to what you might see in some bad old 1950s sci-fi flick. Some gray foamboard, construction paper, glass mosaic tiles for buttons, bottlecaps for dials, and bingo chips for indicator lights. Cheap, quick, and easy, just like the...well, never mind that.

And a row of consoles across the desks. It looks just like Mission Control, or the original Star Trek! Perhaps not, but I'm told that the kids loved them. Lots of stuff to 'push' and pretend to work. In that respect, these are like the job I have now. Lots of neat buttons and pretend to work.

We've even got a mainframe supercomputer, and yes, it's HAL 9000. Even got the red eye, which is hidden by the inflatable Jupiter. Like HAL, it also won't open the pod bay doors. Of course, 4 2 is the answer to Life, The Universe, and Everything. The kids probably sussed that one of the consoles has a button labeled 'IID'. I wouldn't be overly surprised if one of them knew about the Infinite Improbability Drive. Should have decorated that door to look like the entrance to the TARDIS.

The kids I think had a good time. I wasn't around to have to deal with the children-I'd rather put on an American flag and walk down the main street in Kandahar. I'd rather serve behind the scenes, thank you.

Many times people in the Bible are portrayed as being humble servants. Such is not true. It has nothing to do with humility and everything to do with flying under the radar. If no one knows you did something, you can't be asked to do it again. All those ancient Judeans were trying to sneak their tasks in, and would have gotten away with it if some dummy hadn't written it down for all to see. D'oh!

The stuff I get roped into...

yankeedog out.


  1. Sterling effort.

    There is a cub scout troop in need of your efforts

  2. Nice work. Problem is, now it's a job for life...

  3. Bit worried about Hal being in the room. He may not let the kiddies out...

  4. Barnesy-Thanks. And no thanks. I remember Cub Scouts. I'm the world's oldest Bobcat-just like being the oldest private in the Army.

    Doc-That's what I'm afraid of!

    Al-Is that necessarily a problem?

  5. That's pretty fine work. I want a console!!