Today, we ate at the kitchen counter, because Wednesday is Steve’s gym day, so he doesn’t get home until about 8:00. With laptops next to dinner plate, we did a little multi-tasking — we call it “homework-dinner-combo.” Ian had to finish a personal essay about his personal hero (Steve), and Jonah had to finalize his schedule for next year. And we were chatting the whole time.
Jonah showed us a video about a guy who lived in the Paris airport for 18 years.
After telling us that his roommate is going to get a tattoo of Mac Mills, he announced that he wanted to get a tattoo of the Dortmund soccer team. I told him about the things that I thought I was cool at 19 and that I would be unhappy to have permanently affixed to my 53-year old body. Annie Lennox, for example. I did like REM back then, but I’m still happy that nothing is highlighting my saggy self.
And he told me that Grey Poupon is a very popular word in rap music, because it’s a symbol of wealth and because it rhymes with a lot of stuff. And then proceeded to freestyle a rap using the words futon and crouton.
I’m going to be really sad when he goes back to school.
Photo: Ian made an “I” out of hot sauce on his black bean soup.
He is a rapper and an artist haha
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Mac Miller was a local boy. The Blue Slide Park is just down the street.
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Isn’t it the best when we have fun and enjoy the company of the kids we brought into the world? That’s how it’s supposed to be (and why we had them in the first place, no?). ;-P
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Yup!
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Speaking of things that were cool in the 80s, I’ve been reading the Post’s retrospective on the Pamela Smart case, where she got the high school kids to kill her husband. The mullets on those kids and her puffed-up bangs were the worst crimes involved. Except for the actual crimes.
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