The kids and I are sitting in a pizza shop for lunch, when Lovely Girl looks up and sees a story on television about Donald Trump's flirtation with a run for President in 2012. "Seriously?" she said. "Why would he run? And who would vote for Donald Trump? He does, like, reality shows and stuff."
I give her my best guess: "Why run? Because he has the money to do so. And because he thinks he can do a better job than anyone else." As for who would vote for him, I say I don't know who would, but I know I wouldn't.
Then Handsome Boy says, "So, who do you want to be President next time?"
Fair question, and not one I can rattle off without some thought. Finally I say, "I don't have a particular person in mind. But I know I want a President who wants to do a good job, and who can do a good job, and who cares for our country, and who will do the right things to make our country better for all of us."
Handsome Boy is quiet for a minute. "I know who it could be," he says, his face brightening. "Chuck Norris! He could do a good job. We should vote for him for President."
Lovely Girl perks up. "Yeah! Plus, nobody would dare cross Chuck Norris."
"And," Handsome Boy says, "he'd always do the right thing, because that's what Chuck Norris does."
He may have a point.
Chuck, are you listening?
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So. Lovely Girl comes home from school the other day, talking a blue streak before the front door even closes behind her. It's a whole stream-of-consciousness thing, starting with homeroom and moving through the entire rest of her day. In fact, she doesn't appear to be breathing in between sentences.
She stomps toward the kitchen, shedding her backpack, lunchbag, and coat as she makes her way down the hall, ranting the whole time. The longer she rants, the faster she talks. The faster she talks, the more I begin to think that I am quite possibly witnessing a very impressive stint of circular breathing.
I am secretly impressed by this spectacle.
When she finally does takes a breath, it is only to launch into a much louder and more exasperated diatribe, during which I catch the word "boys," and then this:
Lovely Girl: I mean, they have their own language!"
Me: Who does?
Lovely Girl: This group of boys at school.
Me: Oh. Their own language?
Lovely Girl: Yeah. [rolling her eyes] They made it up. They say things like, "Ex-squeeze me."
Me (snickering): Um, no. They didn't.
Lovely Girl: Um, yes. They did.
Me: I mean, no, they didn't make that up. That's from Wayne's World. Back in the 90's.
Lovely Girl (cringing): What?
I opened my laptop and pulled up YouTube, and found the Wayne's World Aerosmith episode (classic!), and a few other clips. I watched Lovely Girl as she watched the clips. Her face was equal parts horrified (that her friends were totally copying stuff from her parents' generation...and liked it) and entertained ('cause, you know, Wayne's World is funny).
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So. I'm sitting with Lovely Girl this morning - she with her Rice Krispies and her hot chocolate, reading a book; me with my coffee, reading the Twitter feed on my phone.
She's reading Things Not Seen, by Andrew Clements - a story about a kid who comes out of the shower one morning to find he has become invisible.
I'm reading...well...tweets. About nothing in particular.
Yet while my morning reading material is Very Random in Nature, it does contain something quite interesting: A Very Awesome Word. It is so awesome, in fact, that I know merely reading it to myself will not do this Very Awesome Word justice. So, I shout it out loud:
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The sun is out. The sky is blue. It's still a couple of degrees below freezing. Bugger. Let's see. A couple of Christmas Day photos -- here's one of me and my small but significant daughter collection. Yes, I have Christmas morning bed-hair, and yes, I am wearing my Christmas Sweater with the black Christmas trees on it.
I've left the hunting-season collar on Cabal because sometimes he vanishes in the snow, and a flash of orange is useful.
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For those of you who worry about the blog getting Coraline-the-movied-out, there's only thirty-six days to go until the film comes out in the US. Then there will probably be a week or two where I blog about how it's doing, and then it will recede into the background, as is the way of all things.
And one of the characters now has a blog.
good afternoon,
i just saw this posted online and thought you would like the link
http://www.latimes.com/entertainment/news/la-et-gaiman29-2008dec29,0,7701196.story
loved the graveyard book. i have it lent out right now to a coworker who is loving it.
donielle
Thanks so much! It's also up at http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/herocomplex/2008/12/neil-gaiman-and.html with a photo of me sitting on a windowsill looking like I am having my photo taken on a windowsill.
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Oh, ha ha. Fun post, Kim. Great word. The first thing I thought of was Uriah Heep. Now there's a fawning toady. But your daughter thought of the phrase "a suck-up." Clearly, what we have here is a generational difference.
Hey, wasn't it great that Please Ignore Vera Dietz won a Printz honor award yesterday?
Hi, Joanne! Yes, it was great! Ms King must be over the moon! I wonder if the big box bookstores will change their minds and decide to carry her book now? ;-)