Conversation held in a rural flea market in Tennessee, between me and the two elderly proprietors…
Man: I was telling my wife, you have a real different kind of hair cut.
Wife: It’s modern!
Man: You don’t see hair cuts like that around here.
Me: Hmmm. Well, it’s short.
Man: Yep, different.
Neither one of them mentioned the nose piercing.
I saw this article today on the BBC. Even more reasons to plant for the bees – bumblebees never hurt nobody. Well, OK, bumblebees probably hurt somebody at some point, but they will mostly leave you alone unless you stomp on their nest or pick them up off their flower. Bumblebees are the furry, dumbass teddy bears of the bee world. Plant some wildflowers for them.
Kid at Meijer, looking at The Boy:
“I wish I had a robot, I wish I had a robot, I wish I had a robot, I wish I had a robot…shirt like that one.”
It is a pretty cool robot shirt.
Well, The Boy just said “¡Muy bien!” Pretty soon he’ll be planning daring escapades in Spanish and I won’t know what the heck is going on.
Today was the first time The Boy attempted to say Fate’s name. Usually, he calls her KEE! or just says “Meow” at her. But today, when I was talking to her, he said “Fay!” and I said, “Yep, Fate.” So, he said “Fay!” again. The cat was unimpressed.