I was in maybe 2nd or 3rd grade, and our school had an A Capella Boy Band come to the school to perform a concert. Our thousand year old music teacher, Mrs. Johnson, said that she though Ball In The House was going to be huge one day. They released a single about George Washington's hat. Their shining moment was a clorox commercial or something. I guess the demand for A Capella Boy Bands just wasn't what it is today.
Mrs. Johnson was a character. Her whole family was weird actually. My brother Jeremy worked with her son Kirk at a video rental place. Kirk was 30 something, but he lived with Mrs. Johnson. Sometimes my friend and I would go to the video store after school just to hang out with Jeremy and observe Kirk (I've been facsinated by the idea of people watching my entire life). Kirk would flirt with any customer in the store who happened to have a vagina and wasn't his mother. He had a moustache that made him very difficult to take seriously. Anyway, what was I talking about. Mrs. Johnson! On parent night or whatever, my parents stumbled into Mrs. Johnson, and asked where like, the art room was or something, and I don't know what she said exactly because I wasn't there but apparently she snapped at them. Her presence actually made my little brother physically ill. She's probably dead now.