Friday, March 03, 2006

I was talking with my son, the banjo playing philosopher. I told him that as threatened, I'm going to have a banjo playing hero in my next historical. I said I didn't want him to get too squicked out, but he should bring his banjo home when he returns on Spring Break and I'll block out a scene with him.

"OK, Mom, but would you please stop refering to it as 'fingering the banjo'?"

Hey, he's the one who told me his banjo's a Johnson and he's the master of the big Johnson. You reap what you sow.

The other kid's a martial arts expert. There's nothing like raising your research experts in-house.

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