I was part of a movement of "dinosaur moms" when I lived in Maryland (Astrodon Johnstoni is the Maryland state dinosaur.) Which is nothing more than this -- dinosaur moms delight in the half-feral nature of the beasties they parent, even as they whisper Shakespeare and Kierkegaard in their ears at night.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
The other day, the very young receptionist at our office mentioned they were going bowling. "Take the skinheads bowling," I replied.
This response was greeted with a big fat nothing from the receptionist.
You don't know what I'm talking about, do you? I said. Oh, I feel so old. I'm like the guy in that song, "Hey Nineteen."
You don't know "Hey Nineteen." [Oh, the irony.]