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An actual conversation I had with The Boy this week: The Boy: I don’t think I’m going to play football at school anymore. Me: Why not? TB: Because this big kid named Lane always tackles me, and it’s touch football. M: What does the teacher say? TB: Well, she makes him stop, but he does [...] The boy is artistic. He dabbles in a variety of media, from pen on paper, pen on cardboard, clay, various paints, and most recently, Magnetix. It’s not unusual for him to call me into his room to see his newest masterpiece. So when he told me that he wanted me to see [...] M & I have had this conversation before. So what do you think? What’s the most unintentionally dirty phrase you’ve ever heard? As for me, I always like the classics. “Come together, right now, over me.” – The Beatles Y’all excuse me for a second. My soapbox beckons. <steps up> Band geeks are some of the best kids you will ever meet. And marching band is great. <returns to the floor> Yeah, I was in band. And honestly, it wasn’t cool back then. But I loved it. I was captain of the baseball team, one the top 4 [...] I know; I get it healthy dose of spit If I were given two guesses as to where this happened, I would have gotten it on the second guess. Two men wheeled a dead man through the streets in an office chair to a check-cashing store and tried to cash his Social Security check before being arrested on fraud charges, police said. David J. Dalaia and [...] The day after Christmas, The Boy had this conversation with my cousin. Note that this was just over twenty four hours after my mom, in a fit of what can only be described as shitflinging lunacy, presented him with a present of six throwing stars. Cousin: What did you get for Christmas? Poor old Johnny Ray Come on Eileen Ow! Doubled over. |
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